In the stillness of the night sky’s dome,
Where stars dance in silent hymn,
I feel the gentle touch of a hand unseen,
Guiding me through the shadow’s rim.

The winds carry whispers of ancient tales,
Of love and grace that never fade,
A promise written in the heart’s deep well,
In every breath, a truth conveyed.

Mountains stand as sentinels of faith,
Rivers flow with wisdom’s grace,
In the silence, I hear a call,
A voice that echoes through time and space.

In the tapestry of the universe wide,
A divine presence we cannot hide,
In every moment, a sacred trace,
Of a love that holds us in its embrace.