In the meadow at sunrise, where the soft breezes play,
I wander through the golden hues, as the shadows fade away.
With each step I take, whispers of the dawn,
Tell tales of a journey, where my heart can carry on.
Oh, the path is long and winding, yet the beauty keeps me near,
With the promise of tomorrow, as the morning light draws near.
Faith is like a river, flowing through my soul,
Guiding me through valleys, making broken spirits whole.
Where the flowers dance in unison, under skies so deep and blue,
I find a sense of belonging, in the world that's fresh and new.
And the birds sing melodies, that echo in the air,
With every note and harmony, I feel my burden bare.
In the meadow at sunrise, every step's a brand-new chance,
To follow dreams uncharted, and to join the morning dance.
With the sunlight on my shoulders, and the earth beneath my feet,
I embrace the whispers softly, and the song of life so sweet.
So let the journey carry me, through the storms and through the calm,
For every twist and turn will lead me safely to the dawn.
In the meadow at sunrise, with my heart forever free,
I’ll find the strength to wander, and the path that's meant for me.
And as the day unwinds, I’ll cherish each embrace,
For in this world of whispers, I’ve truly found my place.
Folk
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