In the stillness of the night,
When the world is cloaked in dreams,
I hear a whisper soft and light,
A voice from realms unseen.

It speaks of love and endless grace,
Of mercy pure and true,
It paints a picture of a place,
Where skies are always blue.

Through trials and through darkest days,
This whisper guides my heart,
It lights my path in gentle ways,
And never does it part.

So in the quiet, I will wait,
For whispers soft and kind,
For in those whispers, lies the fate,
Of peace for all mankind.