In the quiet dawn, a whisper begins,
A gentle call to hearts worn thin,
Through the turmoil, through the strife,
Peace emerges, giving life.

Beneath the stars, in the still of night,
Hope ascends, a guiding light,
Through the shadows, through the pain,
It promises dawn will come again.

In the rustling leaves, a story unfolds,
Of dreams rekindled, of courage bold,
Through the silence, through the fear,
Peace and hope draw ever near.

Upon the winds, across the sea,
A vision of what can be,
Through the darkness, through the fight,
Peace and hope shine ever bright.