In the hollow of the midnight hour,
Where silence sings its lonely song,
Shadows dance with muted power,
As darkness wraps the night so long.
The weight of tears that never fall,
Hides within the heart’s deep well,
Echoes of a voiceless call,
In the depths where sorrows dwell.
A fragile hope, a flickering light,
Struggles to pierce the shrouded veil,
Yet through the storm and endless night,
It whispers softly, “Do not fail.”
In time, the dawn will softly break,
Painting skies with hues of grace,
And from the shadows, we awake,
To find the strength to fill the space.