In the gentle hush of morning light,
Where shadows dance in soft embrace,
A whisper calls from the heart’s quiet,
To find a space in tranquil grace.

Beneath the sky’s vast, endless dome,
Where winds carry tales of old,
We seek a place to call our own,
A sanctuary from the cold.

The river’s song flows ever bright,
Its melody a soothing balm,
Guiding weary souls to light,
In its gentle, flowing charm.

In unity, we find our peace,
In kindness, let our spirits soar,
Together, let the strife release,
And cherish love forevermore.