In shadows where the heart wanders,
A silent tear begins its journey,
Carried by whispers of sorrow’s breeze,
Through valleys of forgotten dreams.
The echoes of silence unfold gently,
Caressing the soul with a tender ache,
Amidst the fading light of solitude,
Where forgotten hopes quietly reside.
Among the distant whispers of sorrow,
The heart seeks solace in the night,
Longing for a gentle touch of warmth,
In the cold embrace of lonely skies.
Beneath the weeping skies of dusk,
A fragile hope begins to take flight,
Rising above the shadows of despair,
Towards the promise of a new dawn.