In the quiet of the evening’s gentle sigh,Where shadows drift and dreams take flight,I find a path where hope begins to try,To mend the soul, to chase away the night.With every step upon this tender ground,Where whispers of courage softly call,Through tangled fears that once had bound,I rise again, though once I feared to fall.The heart learns to dance amidst the rain,In the storm’s embrace, it finds its way,From whispers of despair, a new refrain,Emerges clear, heralding the break of day.So let the light within me softly glow,A beacon through the shadows cast aside,In healing’s gentle arms, I come to know,The strength within, where hope and love abide.