In the quiet corners of my soul,
Where shadows once danced free,
Whispers of healing softly call,
A gentle breeze embracing me.
Through the tangled woods of doubt,
Paths of light begin to weave,
Each step, a breath of renewal,
In the heart, I start to believe.
Streams of hope run clear and true,
Washing wounds with tender care,
In the stillness, strength is found,
In each moment, peace is there.
As the dawn breaks through the night,
New beginnings softly sing,
Healing whispers in the breeze,
Carry me on renewed wings.