In the quiet of the night, when stars softly gleam,
There lies a whisper, a tender, gentle dream.
A promise of dawn, a light to guide the way,
Through shadows and doubts, to the birth of a new day.

In the heart’s deepest corners, where fears often hide,
Hope plants its seeds, with patience as its guide.
It nurtures the weary, the broken, the lost,
With whispers of courage, no matter the cost.

Through storms and tempests, through trials we face,
Hope stands unwavering, with infinite grace.
It shines in the eyes of those who believe,
That through every struggle, there’s strength to achieve.

So hold onto hope, let it be your light,
In the darkest of hours, in the loneliest night.
For in its embrace, you’ll find the power to cope,
And rise once again, on the wings of hope.