In the quiet hours of dawn,
when the world is still and new,
listen to the soft whispers of your heart,
for therein lie the rules of life.
Embrace each day as a canvas,
blank and brimming with possibility,
and dare to paint with bold strokes
of joy, sorrow, courage, and hope.
Let kindness be your compass,
guiding you through winding paths and storms;
for every act of gentle grace
is a beacon in the vast, dark night.
Celebrate the fleeting moments,
the laughter that echoes and tears that fall,
knowing that each heartbeat writes
a line in the epic poem of your existence.
Stand tall in the face of adversity,
trust the wisdom born of mistakes,
and remember, life’s rules are not rigid laws,
but gentle guides along the winding road to becoming.
