In the whispers of the morning breeze,
Dreams of a distant land arise,
Where peace dances upon the seas,
And hope is painted across the skies.

Through the shadows of forgotten streets,
Stories of courage softly tread,
In every heart that fiercely beats,
A tale of longing and words unsaid.

Where borders fade, and kindness grows,
The weary find a place to rest,
In the embrace of love that knows,
The strength of those who’ve journeyed west.

With every step, a silent prayer,
For brighter days and starlit nights,
The refugees, with spirits rare,
Seek new horizons and new heights.