In the quiet of the night, I kneel,
With hands clasped, my heart reveals,
A melody of whispers, soft and clear,
Carried on the wings of hope and fear.

Beneath the stars, a gentle plea,
For strength and grace, to set me free,
In silent prayer, I find my way,
Through the shadows, to the break of day.

Each breath a wish, a tender grace,
In the stillness, I find my place,
A sacred bond, unseen yet near,
In whispered words, I shed each tear.

As dawn approaches, light unfolds,
In every prayer, a story told,
With faith renewed, I rise anew,
Guided by the hope that dreams come true.