Trust is the bridge we build,
Between hearts that seek the light,
It’s the bond that’s never stilled,
Even in the darkest night.

Honesty, a beacon bright,
Shining through the stormy seas,
Guiding souls towards what’s right,
With unwavering, gentle ease.

Trust is earned, not freely given,
Like a seed that needs to grow,
In the fertile soil of hearts,
Where sincerity does flow.

Honesty, the sacred thread,
Weaving tales both true and kind,
In its glow, the shadows fade,
Leaving only peace behind.