In the quiet corners of a shadowed night,
Light dances softly, weaving dreams in flight.
Its gentle touch a whisper to the lost,
Guiding weary souls at any cost.

Beneath the stars, a tapestry unfolds,
Threads of light in stories yet untold.
Each beam a promise, a silent vow,
To chase away the shadows, here and now.

Through windows of hope, it finds its way,
Painting warmth upon the walls of gray.
A beacon for the hearts that seek,
In every glow, a voice that speaks.

So let the light in gentle waves descend,
A faithful guide, a timeless friend.
For in its glow, the world finds grace,
In every shadowed corner, light finds its place.