In the quiet whispers of the night,
When the world is cloaked in silent flight,
Emotions rise like tides anew,
Painting the sky in varied hue.
Joy bursts forth like morning sun,
Warming hearts, a new day begun,
Laughter dances, light and free,
An endless song of pure glee.
Yet shadows fall, and tears may flow,
In sorrow’s grip, the heart beats slow,
A silent storm within the soul,
Seeking solace, seeking whole.
Through highs and lows, the heart does learn,
The ebb and flow, the twist and turn,
Emotional life, a journey grand,
Guided by love, we firmly stand.