In the quiet whispers of the night,
Where dreams and fears collide,
Lies a heart waiting to be found,
In shadows where it hides.

Through valleys deep and mountains high,
It yearns for light and peace,
Battling storms that never die,
Seeking solace, a sweet release.

The tender touch of love’s embrace,
Can mend the deepest scars,
And in its warmth, we find a place,
Beyond the distant stars.

For life, though fleeting and unsure,
Is a tapestry of grace,
Each thread a story, rich and pure,
Woven with a gentle pace.