In the gentle hush of morning light,
Where shadows fade and dreams take flight,
The heart finds solace in the silence,
Whispers of hope in quiet resilience.

Through the tangled paths of yesterdays,
Wounds once deep, now softly sway,
Time, the healer, mends with grace,
Painting peace upon the face.

Each breath a step on the road to mend,
Embracing strength that will not bend,
In the embrace of the rising sun,
A journey of recovery has begun.

Through storms and shadows, we endure,
Finding light in the love that’s pure,
In every heartbeat, a promise renewed,
In recovery, the soul is gently cued.