Golden Horizons

In the golden embrace of dawn's first light,
Where shadows flee the encroaching sun,
We stand as witnesses to the endless flight,
Of hopes and dreams, where life has just begun.

Through valleys deep, where echo whispered streams,
And mountain peaks that dare to touch the sky,
Nature's vast canvas, painted with our dreams,
Reminds us all why we endeavor to fly.

The trees stand tall, their roots in darkness grounded,
Leaves reaching high, to catch the morning dew,
In stark contrast, our spirits are unbounded,
Imbued with light, yet formed from shadows, too.

So let us walk these paths with hearts wide open,
Embrace the contrasts that our lives bestow,
For in the dance of light and dark, we find
The golden horizons where our spirits grow.