In the silence where dreams softly bloom,Hope whispers like a gentle breeze,In the heart’s quiet, sacred room,It dances with the rustling trees.Underneath the vast, starlit sky,Hope lingers through the darkest night,Guiding lost souls with a gentle sigh,Igniting the dawn with its light.In the shadow of doubt and fear,Hope stands with unwavering grace,It wipes away the silent tear,And plants a smile upon the face.For every heart that beats alone,Hope builds a bridge to brighter days,In whispered dreams and whispered tones,It lights the soul in endless ways.