Rising Light

In the heart where dreams unfurl,  
Beneath the sky’s embracing curl,  
Awaits the dawn of hopes revealed,  
A story of the brave and healed.

Through night’s deep veil of peaceful rest,  
Signs of dawn’s sweet, vivid crest,  
The morning sings in vibrant hues,  
Of paths untread, of ventures new.

Oh, spirit rise, with courage rare,  
Beyond the bounds of dark despair,  
For in the light of day’s bright grace,  
Lies the dawn of a new face.

In fields of gold and rivers clear,  
The sounds of life so full we hear,  
A symphony of life renewed,  
Where love and faith in truth are brewed.

With every step, with every breath,  
We chase the sun, we dance with death,  
For in our hearts a flame does burn,  
A guiding light at every turn.

Let not the winds of doubt assail,  
Nor storms of fear our spirit pale,  
For in the heart where dreams reside,  
The strength of ages does abide.

So rise, oh soul, in morning’s glow,  
With wings of hope, aloft we go,  
To realms where dreams and visions blend,  
To the horizon where paths ascend.

In the light of dawn’s first rise,  
We find our strength, we find our eyes,  
And in this journey, brave and free,  
We find the essence of our plea.

For life’s great tapestry is spun,  
With threads of hope, with threads of sun,  
And in its weave, we find our place,  
In the eternal, boundless space.