In the quiet whispers of the dawn, we rise,
With hands outstretched to meet the needs unseen,
For in the service of others, our spirits shine,
A gentle touch, a beacon, ever keen.

Through the tangled paths of life, we tread,
With hearts aligned to heal and mend the pain,
Each act of kindness a seed that’s sown,
In the garden of humanity, where love reigns.

The smiles we share, the burdens lifted high,
In every gesture, a story softly told,
For when we serve, we find our truest selves,
In the warmth of others, our hearts unfold.

So let us walk with purpose, hand in hand,
In the service of others, our souls take flight,
For in this noble path, we find our grace,
In the light of giving, our world ignites.