In the gentle dance of morning’s breeze,
Hope arises with the sun’s embrace,
Casting shadows of yesterday’s fears,
Awakening dreams in its tender grace.
Beneath the canopy of endless skies,
Every tear finds its silver lining,
Guiding hearts through stormy nights,
A beacon forever brightly shining.
In the quiet of a moment’s pause,
Hope speaks in whispers soft and true,
Promises of paths yet to tread,
A future painted in vibrant hues.
As stars emerge in twilight’s glow,
Hope’s melody begins to sing,
A symphony of unspoken dreams,
That lifts the soul on unseen wings.