In the quiet of the night, a spark ignites,
Whispered dreams take flight, unseen,
Through shadows, a light, soft and bright,
Hope dances in the spaces between.

The stars above, they softly sing,
Of promises and endless skies,
Each twinkle a reminder, a gentle ring,
That dawn follows even the darkest night.

With every breath, a silent vow,
To rise again, to never yield,
For in the heart, we all somehow,
Hold the strength our dreams to shield.

So let the whispers fill the air,
Carrying hope on every breeze,
For in the dawn, we’ll find it there,
A world reborn, where hearts find ease.