In the gentle embrace of morning light,
Whispers of peace dance through the air,
Hope rises with the sun’s first sight,
Promising solace beyond despair.
Amidst the chaos of troubled minds,
A quiet strength begins to grow,
In every heart, a thread that binds,
A tapestry of dreams to sew.
Beneath the stars, in silent prayer,
The world unites in shared belief,
That love and kindness, pure and rare,
Can heal the wounds of endless grief.
As rivers flow and seasons change,
Hope renews with each new day,
Peace, a promise within our range,
Guiding us along the way.