The Legacy of a Fresh Start

From Desert Sands to Rain-Kissed Dreams

In a fresh start, a cherished past I cast, The desert's dry air, my home in the past, Yet now, beneath this shared sky that lasts, The rain of a new land, different and vast.

Left fragments behind in those arid lands, Change demanded, the future in my hands. Memories slip through, like grains of sand, Still, I look ahead, firmly taking my stand.

Onward to another journey, through a storm’s blast, With humble beginnings, healing wounds at last. Testing waters anew, where life’s hues are cast, Dawn breaks, the sky a lighter contrast.

The time has come, the die has been cast.