In the quiet morning light, peace softly sings,
A melody that floats on gentle wings.
Through valleys deep and mountains high,
It whispers softly, a soothing sigh.

In the heart of chaos, it finds its way,
Bringing calm to the disarray.
A silent promise in the night,
Guiding souls to the morning light.

Through storms that rage and winds that howl,
Peace remains, a calming vowel.
In every heart, it plants a seed,
A hope, a dream, a whispered creed.

So let us cherish this gentle song,
In the world where we belong.
For peace is more than just a dream,
It’s the light in which our spirits gleam.