In the quiet chambers of the heart,
Where whispers of hope reside,
A spark ignites the darkened part,
And dreams begin their endless glide.

Through valleys deep and mountains high,
The soul embarks on journeys grand,
Seeking stars in the boundless sky,
With courage firm, on dreams it stands.

The winds of change may howl and roar,
Yet steadfast is the spirit bright,
For in its core, forevermore,
Lies the beacon of its light.

So rise, oh heart, embrace the day,
With wings of faith, ascend the blue,
For inspiration lights the way,
And dreams, they always will come true.