by Fadi Agour
In shadows deep, where darkness weaves,
A flicker stirs, a heart believes.
Through trials faced and dreams deferred,
Hope emerges, undeterred.
It dances on the edges of despair,
A gentle whisper in the air.
In times of pain and endless night,
Hope is the beacon, the guiding light.
When storms of doubt obscure the way,
Hope paints the dawn of a brighter day.
It’s the melody that lifts the soul,
When broken pieces aim to take their toll.
Like a phoenix rising from ashes’ embrace,
Hope ignites courage, sets hearts apace.
With each sunrise, a chance anew,
Hope breathes life into dreams pursued.
In every tear that’s wiped away,
In every tear that’s wiped away,
In every smile that finds its way,
Hope softly whispers, “You’re not alone,
For in its embrace, love’s seeds are sown.”
Through valleys low and mountains high,
Hope paints the canvas of the sky.
It’s the compass true, when paths unwind,
Guiding us forward, our spirits aligned.
With hope, the wounded heart can heal,
And scars of yesterday softly peel.
It fans the flames of resilience bright,
Turning darkest hours into dawn’s first light.
So let hope be the melody that plays,
In life’s symphony through nights and days.
A force that kindles the fire within,
And shows us all that we can begin.
For in hope’s embrace, we find our way,
To greet the challenges come what may.
With strength renewed and hearts aglow,
We journey forward, with hope in tow.
