In the quiet shadows, whispers call,
A gentle touch upon the soul, unseen,
Words of strength that softly fall,
In the silent dance of dreams.
Beneath the veil, a heart beats strong,
Against the tide of endless night,
Hope’s gentle song where we belong,
In the embrace of morning light.
A journey carved in whispered pain,
Through valleys deep and mountains wide,
Yet courage blooms in every vein,
A beacon bright, a guiding tide.
Together bound, our hands entwined,
In unity, we find our way,
Through shadows cast, we rise and find,
A dawn of promise, a brighter day.