In the quiet moments of the night,
When the world is still and calm,
I find the strength to forgive,
To heal the wounds with gentle balm.

The heart, it learns to mend,
Through whispers of forgotten pain,
A dance of grace and understanding,
Beneath the soft and cleansing rain.

Forgiveness is a tender gift,
One that we bestow upon the heart,
It frees the soul from heavy chains,
Letting love and light impart.

So let us walk this path of peace,
With open hearts and minds,
Embracing every chance to heal,
Leaving bitterness behind.