In the quiet dusk where shadows play,
A whisper of hope begins to sway.
Through the darkest nights, it softly sings,
Bringing light on its gentle wings.

When the world feels heavy, and hearts are low,
Hope emerges, a gentle glow.
In every tear and every sigh,
It lifts us up, helps us fly.

Beneath the stars, in the silent night,
Hope’s tender touch ignites a light.
A promise of dawn, pure and bright,
Guiding us through the darkest plight.

So hold on tight, let hope reside,
In every heart, let it abide.
For in its presence, fears will fade,
And dreams will bloom in hope’s embrace.