In the quiet whisper of the soul’s embrace,
Dignity stands, a guardian of grace.
Through storms that rage and winds that sway,
It holds the light, guiding the way.

Amidst the shadows, where fears reside,
Dignity walks with unwavering pride.
A gentle strength, unseen but felt,
In every heart where courage dwelt.

Through trials fierce, it does not wane,
A beacon steady, through joy and pain.
Its voice a melody, soft yet strong,
In silence speaks where we belong.

With every step, a story told,
Of dignity’s warmth, in hearts of gold.
In every life, a timeless dance,
A testament to second chance.