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The morning light falls soft upon the stone, A simple breath, a seed that has been sown. The world unfolds in colors clear and deep, A solemn vow the quiet mountains keep. I look around, and in the gentle haze, I find a beauty in the passing days.
Oh, the gentle rhythm of the sky, It tells me you are near, though time runs by. A quiet miracle to see your face, (to see your face) Found my path with strength and simple grace. I will stand tall, beneath the sun and rain, Living free in love, and rising up again.
The ancient rivers flow towards the sea, A rooted truth, a constant liberty. I hold this moment, delicate and true, The gift of warmth, the light that shines from you. The gratitude, a melody I play, For every whisper heard along the way.
Oh, the gentle rhythm of the sky, It tells me you are near, though time runs by. A quiet miracle to see your face, (to see your face) Found my path with strength and simple grace. I will stand tall, beneath the sun and rain, Living free in love, and rising up again.
When the shadow tries to hide the road, I carry light, a self-believing load. The strength is not in steel, but in the yield, A promise made, a destiny revealed.
The beautiful world, it keeps on turning slow, I'm walking straight, with every step I grow. Thank you for this day, thank you for the light, I'll live with courage, firm and ever bright.
