In the quiet corners of a tender night, Their whispers weave the fabric of dreams, Guiding us through shadows and…
In the darkest hour before the dawn, When shadows stretch and spirits tire, Remember the light that once brightly shone,…
In the dawn’s gentle embrace, a flag unfurls, Colors vibrant, tell tales of the brave, A tapestry woven with dreams…
In the quiet dawn, I see your face, A guiding star in life’s vast space, Your gentle words, like morning…
When shadows fall and doubts arise, Remember the strength within your eyes. Each step forward, a victory anew, Embrace the…
In the quiet of the night, her presence shines, A gentle spirit, guiding with love so divine. Mother Mary, with…
In the morning light, Mary finds her way, Through whispering trees and fields of gold. Her steps are gentle, like…
In the stillness of the night, they creep, Silent whispers that refuse to sleep. Mirrors reflect more than the eyes…
In the gentle morning light he rises, A beacon of calm in the storm of day, His steady hands craft…
In the stillness of the night, Where stars softly gleam, Humility whispers its gentle light, A quiet strength unseen. It…