In the quiet streets where echoes fade,
The world pauses, a moment delayed.
Windows frame a still life scene,
Where dreams linger, softly unseen.

Shadows stretch across empty lanes,
Whispering tales of joys and pains.
Hearts beat softly behind closed doors,
Yearning for skies, distant shores.

Nature breathes a deeper sigh,
As stars adorn a clearer sky.
Hope dances in the morning light,
Promising an end to this endless night.

Together apart, we find our way,
In whispered words, come what may.
A world reborn, from what we’ve learned,
In unity, the tides have turned.