In the quiet whispers of the heart,
Where shadows dance with gentle grace,
Forgiveness blooms like morning’s start,
A tender balm for past’s embrace.
Through tangled paths of hurt and pride,
We find the strength to softly mend,
Releasing burdens deep inside,
To let love’s healing light descend.
With open arms, we greet the dawn,
Embracing what we cannot change,
For in forgiveness, fears are gone,
And peace within begins to range.
A journey shared with kindred souls,
Together weaving threads of light,
In letting go, we find our roles,
And soar beyond the endless night.