In the silence of the morning light,
A gentle whisper calls my name,
Guiding me through shadows and dreams,
With a love that burns like a flame.

It dances through the quiet night,
A spirit pure, serene, and bright,
Lifting burdens, easing fears,
Wiping away all hidden tears.

With wings of grace, it softly sings,
A melody of hope and peace,
In every breath, it gently brings,
The promise of a sweet release.

Through trials and the storms we face,
Its presence never fades away,
In the heart, it finds its place,
A beacon guiding us each day.