In the tapestry of dawn, a new thread gleams,
Woven with the strength of untold dreams.
This April morning, a canvas unfurled,
Inviting brave strokes to paint our world.
Like mountains that rise, unafraid and tall,
We stand in our truth, embracing it all.
Our stories etched deep in the valley's embrace,
Each line a testament to hard-earned grace.
In the garden of growth, where courage takes root,
We nurture the seeds of our highest pursuit.
With open arms, we welcome the day,
Finding power in words we dare to say.
As rivers flow freely, carving their path,
So too shall we move, with joy, not wrath.
In vulnerability's gentle, flowing stream,
We discover the essence of our team.
Let this Saturday be a beacon so bright,
Illuminating the beauty of our inner light.
Together we rise, in harmony we stand,
Crafting a future both bold and grand.