In the quiet of the night, where stars softly weep,
Hope whispers gently, in the silence it keeps.
Through the shadows of doubt, where fears take flight,
Faith stands unwavering, guiding with its light.

Amidst the tempest’s roar, where dreams may fall,
A spark of belief rises, answering the call.
With every heartbeat, a promise unfolds,
In the warmth of trust, a story retold.

Beneath the weight of time, where questions lie,
Hope paints the skies with colors that never die.
Through valleys deep and mountains high,
Faith lifts the soul, teaching it to fly.

In the tapestry of life, where threads intertwine,
Hope and faith dance, in a rhythm divine.
Their whispers echo in the chambers of the heart,
A symphony eternal, never to depart.