In the stillness of the morning light,
When shadows softly fade away,
Hope emerges with its gentle might,
Guiding hearts to a brighter day.
Through valleys deep and mountains high,
The soul seeks solace, a path to mend,
Where whispered winds and skies so wide,
Bring the promise of a healing blend.
Each tear that falls, a seed of grace,
In fertile ground of time and love,
Sprouts courage in its rightful place,
As stars above watch from above.
Let healing’s touch embrace your core,
As hope ignites the darkened skies,
With every step, feel strength restore,
And see the world through renewed eyes.