In the quiet whispers of the night,
Where shadows dance with fading light,
Life’s struggles weave their tangled thread,
In dreams where silent tears are shed.

Upon the shores of endless time,
We walk a path, both steep and prime,
With burdens heavy on our backs,
Yet strength within fills what we lack.

Each dawn brings hope anew to face,
The trials that test our inner grace,
Through storms that rage and winds that howl,
We find our peace amidst the scowl.

And when the night returns once more,
We stand as those who’ve been before,
With courage born from every fall,
We rise, we fight, we conquer all.