In the quiet corners of a weary mind,
Whispers of love struggle to find their place.
Amidst the shadows where the heart is blind,
A gentle touch seeks to erase the trace.

In the depths where sorrow builds its nest,
Love emerges, a soft and tender light.
It wraps around the soul, offering rest,
Turning darkest days into hopeful nights.

Though depression’s weight feels heavy and vast,
Love’s gentle strength offers a guiding hand.
In its embrace, the shadows cannot last,
For love’s warmth heals, helping us to stand.

So when despair tries to take its place,
Remember love’s power to transform and mend.
In its presence, find solace and grace,
And let your heart begin to ascend.