In the silence of the sacred night,
Where stars whisper ancient tales,
I find solace in the divine embrace,
Guided by the eternal light that never fails.

Beneath the heavens’ vast expanse,
A tapestry of dreams unfurls,
The whispers of the divine dance,
In the gentle breeze that swirls.

Through valleys deep and mountains high,
The presence of the divine is near,
In every heartbeat, every sigh,
A testament to a love so clear.

Oh, divine essence, pure and bright,
Your grace is felt in every prayer,
In shadows and in radiant light,
We find you, Maka Diyos, always there.