In the quiet of night, they move unseen,
Across borders, through valleys, where dreams convene.
Shadows stretch long beneath moonlit skies,
Carrying whispers of homes, and silent goodbyes.

Children clutch hands with eyes wide and bright,
Mothers hold memories, hearts heavy with plight.
They walk on paths where hope softly treads,
Seeking a place where peace lightly spreads.

Each step a prayer, each breath a plea,
For lands where the heart can finally be free.
The road is long, yet courage remains,
In every soul that dares break the chains.

Through storm and sun, through joy and tears,
They carry with them both dreams and fears.
In every heart, a story untold,
Of strength, of love, of courage bold.