Hope's ember glows, a flickering light,

Guiding us through the darkest night,

Towards a dawn where dreams take flight.

In every struggle, a lesson lies,

A hidden strength we learn to find,

Resilience grows with tear-filled eyes,

Leaving shadows of doubt behind.

The human spirit, ever grand,

Can rise above the darkest hour,

With courage born from wounded land,

And find solace in nature's power.

Hope's ember glows, a flickering light,

Guiding us through the darkest night,

Towards a dawn where dreams take flight.

The storms may howl, with fury unfurled,

Yet, within each drop of rain's descent,

A dance begins, a new world whirled,

Through tears that mend what time has bent.

For love, a flame that never dies,

In tender hearts ignites the spark,

Its warmth prevails, amid goodbyes,

A beacon bright against the dark.

Hope's ember glows, a flickering light,

Guiding us through the darkest night,

Towards a dawn where dreams take flight.

Faith, though shaken, stands robust,

A sturdy ship when tempests rage,

With patience woven in its trust,

It carries us through every page.