In the quiet dawn, where dreams unfold,
A whisper of hope in the gentle breeze,
Carving paths in the stories untold,
Awakening hearts with tender ease.
Beneath the sky, where stars confide,
A beacon of light in the darkest night,
Guiding lost souls with a gentle stride,
Infusing the world with a radiant light.
Through the storms and the endless rain,
Hope emerges, a resilient flame,
Healing the scars, easing the pain,
A timeless force, ever the same.
As the sun sets on another day,
Hope lingers still, in every hue,
Promising dreams that will find their way,
A gentle reminder that life renews.