In the quiet whisper of the heart’s chamber,
Lies the gentle art of letting go;
A dance of light where shadows tremble,
Forgiveness flows, a river’s gentle flow.

Beneath the weight of ancient sorrow,
We find a path to brighter skies;
Through the tears of yesterday’s borrow,
Our spirit lifts, no longer in disguise.

With open arms, we greet the dawn,
Healing wounds with tender grace;
In the embrace of love reborn,
We find our place, a sacred space.

So let the past dissolve in time,
As peace and hope begin to weave;
In forgiveness, we find the rhyme,
Our hearts unburdened, free to believe.