The past dissolves like ocean spray,
Its echoes fade, then drift away.
A canvas bare, so pure, so wide,
With endless colors yet to ride.

A door unlocked, a step begun,
A dawn that wakes beneath the sun.
No fear, no weight, just open air,
A chance to live without a care.

So take the brush, embrace the hue,
The world is fresh, the sky is new.
Each moment calls, each heartbeat sings,
A future bright with endless wings.