In the quiet hours before dawn’s light,
A heart whispers tales of silent fight,
Through shadows deep and valleys wide,
A journey where dreams and fears collide.
The path is woven with threads unseen,
Where hopes are bright and doubts convene,
Each step a gift, each breath a choice,
To find the strength, to lift a voice.
In the sacrifice of endless night,
Awakens the soul to a new-found sight,
Where love and loss in harmony dance,
And courage finds its rightful stance.
The silent symphony softly plays,
Guiding through the winding maze,
In giving all, the spirit grows,
In sacrifice, true freedom flows.