Rise Like the Morning Sun

The sky whispers, dreams in shades of gold.

A quiet promise, a story untold. The wind hums softly, a lullaby unseen.

And the earth keeps turning, steady and serene. Every shadow fades, it cannot stay.

Even the longest night gives way to day. Rise, rise like the

morning sun. Chase the dark until it's gone. Feel the warmth, let it fill

your soul. You are whole. You are whole. The river runs

with a patient grace. Carving paths no time can erase.

Leaves may fall, but roots remain. From every ending, we