In the gentle hush of twilight’s embrace,
Peace unfurls her wings, soft and serene,
Through whispers of wind and soothing grace,
She paints the night with a tranquil sheen.

Beneath the stars, where dreams are sown,
Hope blooms in the heart’s quiet corners,
A beacon of light where shadows have grown,
Guiding souls like tender mourners.

In the dance of dawn, new days arise,
Carrying the promise of healing’s touch,
With every sunrise, the spirit flies,
Embracing the world that needs it so much.

Together they weave a tapestry bright,
Of peace and hope intertwined,
A symphony sung in the still of the night,
Leaving trails of warmth behind.