In the shadow of time’s endless march,
We tread paths worn by countless feet,
Bearing burdens both heavy and light,
Seeking solace in the heart’s retreat.

Through valleys deep and mountains high,
Our spirits waver, hearts grow weary,
Yet in the struggle, we find our strength,
In the darkness, visions become clear.

Moments of despair come and go,
Yet hope flickers like a distant star,
Guiding us through the storm’s embrace,
To shores where dreams and reality are.

For in each challenge, we find our voice,
In every tear, the seeds of grace,
A testament to the enduring soul,
In life’s long struggle, we find our place.