In the hush of the morning where the shadows lay,
A tapestry of silence begins to play,
With the promise of fire in the sky so wide,
I step into the woods, where the wild hearts hide.
The dew-kissed grass, like jewels in the light,
Calls out to my spirit, urging me to take flight,
With every gentle whisper, the trees reach out,
In the solitude’s cradle, I learn what life’s about.
Oh, the world seems to pause, as I breathe it in,
Each moment a treasure, where my journey begins,
In the dance of the leaves, I find my true name,
Freedom in the forest, it sets my heart aflame.
Through the winding pathways where the wildflowers grow,
I follow the melody only nature can know,
To the beat of my heart, I stride with grace,
In the symphony of silence, I find my place.
And as the fire fades, the colors turn gray,
I wrap myself in warmth as I carry the day,
With the dawn as my witness, I walk unconfined,
For the soul knows its journey, and its peace I will find.
So let the woods remember the songs of the brave,
And the fires in our hearts that keep us free as the waves,
For in every dawn breaking, our spirits shall rise,
In the heart of the silence, I find my skies.
As I wander these trails, with each step I embrace,
The dawn’s softening light, it has woven my grace.
And I’ll cherish the woods, where my spirit can roam,
In the freedom of silence, I finally feel home.
Folk
Dawn, fire, woods, silence, freedom