In dawn’s first breath, where silence gleams,
A fragile warmth ignites our dreams.
Moments linger, like fleeting air,
Kindness threads the unseen prayer.
A stranger’s smile, a glance unplanned,
The quiet brush of an unseen hand.
Through shattered hearts, where shadows dwell,
Love, like rivers, carves its well.
The rain that sings to thirsty ground,
The moonlit calm where truths are found.
Each tear that falls, each whispered cry,
Leaves an ember, refusing to die.
A child’s first laugh, a starlit sky,
The courage to break, the strength to try.
Though time dissolves what hands may hold,
The soul remembers, soft and bold.
So treasure moments, raw and brief,
For they temper joy and soften grief.
Within their glow, a truth remains,
The heart is touched by endless chains.