In the quiet whispers of the dawn,
Where the first light gently greets,
There lies a promise, softly drawn,
Of hearts where true peace meets.

Love’s gentle touch, a soothing balm,
Mends the wounds of yesterday,
In its embrace, we find our calm,
A path where shadows stray.

Through the chaos, love will guide,
A beacon in the darkest night,
With peace, it walks side by side,
Turning wrongs into the right.

So let us weave this sacred thread,
Of peace and love, both pure and true,
In every heart, let it be spread,
A world united, born anew.