In the quiet night, a whisper speaks,
A voice so soft, it gently seeks,
To guide the heart and mind alike,
Through shadows dark and valleys deep.
A conscience pure, it lights the way,
Amidst the doubts that often sway,
With truth and love, it stands so firm,
A beacon bright through lifeâs own storm.
When choices loom and paths diverge,
It calls with strength, a gentle urge,
To tread with care and heed its plea,
For in its grasp, true wisdom be.
So trust the whispers in the night,
Let conscience be your guiding light,
For in its truth, you’ll find your way,
Through darkest night to brightest day.