In the silence of the night, where shadows creep,
A gentle whisper calls, a promise to keep.
Through the darkest hours, a light will shine,
Healing hearts, one breath at a time.

Beneath the weight of sorrow, hope takes flight,
Like dawn breaking through the long, cold night.
With each new day, the wounds slowly mend,
And broken spirits find strength to ascend.

In the garden of the soul, flowers bloom,
Despite the storms that threaten with gloom.
Resilience, a seed planted deep within,
Grows tall and strong, a testament to begin.

So let the winds of change softly blow,
Embracing the journey, allowing love to flow.
For in the heart’s quiet, healing resides,
And with hope, the spirit gently guides.