In the quiet halls where echoes dwell,
Whispers of faith once held so tight,
Shadows dance where light once fell,
A soul seeks solace in the night.

Chains of doctrine, heavy and cold,
Bound the heart with unseen ties,
In sacred stories, tales retold,
Truths blurred beneath the skies.

A journey through the stormy seas,
Waves of doubt crash with despair,
Yet hope emerges, seeking peace,
In healing winds, a gentle prayer.

Now the dawn of understanding breaks,
Through the quiet, a new path drawn,
With every step, the spirit wakes,
Embracing light, a new day born.