In the quiet of the night, I kneel,
Seeking solace, a gentle appeal.
Stars above, they softly gleam,
Guiding my heart, a sacred dream.
Through shadows deep and valleys low,
I find the strength to rise and grow.
Each whispered word, a beacon bright,
Lifting my soul towards the light.
In moments still, I hear the call,
A tender voice that holds us all.
With every breath, a silent prayer,
Enfolding me in love and care.
So let this hope within me rise,
A gentle flame that never dies.
With faith to guide each step I take,
My spirit strong, my heart awake.