In the quiet ashes of a broken past,
Where shadows linger, memories cast,
A heartbeat stirs, a silent start,
In the dawn of day, reborn the heart.

From fragments scattered, torn and frayed,
A tapestry of hope is laid,
Each thread a whisper, tender, sweet,
Binding wounds where sorrows meet.

A spark ignites in the tender dark,
A flame that finds its kindling spark,
With...