A
gentle touch,
a calm embrace.
The winds of change,
though soft and sweet,
where earth and sky in silence meet.
Rings of morning lift us high.
Beyond the clouds,
we touch the sky.
In the stillness, we take flight.
Chasing the stars,
embracing the light.
The river flows,
so soft,
so clear.
A path to peace,
a world so dear.
Through every way,
through every sigh,
we find our way.
Rings of morning
lift us high.
Beyond the clouds,
we touch the sky.
In stillness, we take flight.
Chasing the stars,
embracing the light.
With every beat,
our hearts align.
In the morning, our stars will shine.
