In the quiet hush of dawn’s embrace,
Whispers of the soul begin to trace,
A path unseen, yet deeply known,
Where spirit and flesh are gently sown.

Beneath the stars, where silence speaks,
The heart finds solace in mystic peaks,
A dance of light in the shadow’s play,
Guiding the lost through night to day.

In every breath, a prayer unfolds,
A sacred bond the universe holds,
Through trials and joys, the spirit grows,
In the river of time, it gently flows.

Beyond the veil, where whispers cease,
Awaits a realm of endless peace,
The soul’s true home, forever free,
In unity with eternity.