Through Broken Nights, the Dawn Still Rises

Beneath the stars, where secrets hide,

The soul remembers the shifting tide.

Through broken nights and whispered rain,

It learns the beauty inside the pain.

Trust is a bridge both rare and true,

It binds the red with the ocean’s blue.

Once broken down, it leaves us bare,

But built with care, it heals despair.

Love does not shout, it softly sings,

It mends the cracks with tender strings.

A steady glow, a guiding light,

It warms the cold of the deepest night.

Tears may fall and shadows stay,

Yet hope will carve a brighter way.

Through every scar, the spirit grows,

Like morning sun when the dark wind blows.

At every end, beginnings start,

A melody born from a broken heart.

The world may change, the roads may bend,

But love and trust will never end.

So keep the flame when nights feel long,

And guard your soul with a steadfast song.

For every wound a gift is near,

The heart still shines when shadows clear.

Thanks for reading ❤️❤️❤️