In the quiet dawn, where silence breathes,
I find my heart, where the spirit weaves.
A whispered prayer, like morning dew,
Rises softly, reaching skies so blue.

Beneath the stars, my soul takes flight,
In the sacred embrace of the night.
Each word a feather, each thought a wing,
In tender stillness, my hopes take wing.

Amidst the shadows, where dreams unfold,
A gentle plea, both young and old.
The universe listens, in silence profound,
Binding the earth with love unbound.

With every breath, a quiet song,
In the symphony where all belong.
A prayer for peace, a wish for grace,
In the heart’s temple, a holy space.