In the darkest night, when shadows intertwine,
the sun will rise again, its light to enshrine.
With the dawn’s arrival, hope will reawaken,
igniting dreams and hearts all forsaken.

Amidst the horizon, a vibrant glow appears,
piercing through the veil of night, dismissing fears.
Its golden rays caress the earth’s embrace,
offering solace to every darkened space.

A symphony of colors paints the morning sky,
from hues of pink to shades of blue, up high.
Silent melodies whisper in the untamed breeze,
as nature awakens from slumber, with ease.

Slowly, the world awakens from its deep slumber,
as shadows retreat, and hopes soar without number.
The sun’s gentle warmth begins to radiate,
kissing the world with love, drawing out fate.

As the day unfolds, life blossoms and thrives,
eager to flourish, overcome and survive.
For even when the night holds darkness tight,
the sun will rise again, bringing forth its light.

And so, we face our own battles, fierce and unknown,
trusting that after the darkness, light will be shown.
With every sunset, comes the promise of a new dawn,
a chance to heal and grow, to carry on.

So, let us embrace the cycles of day and night,
knowing that hope will prevail, shining bright.
For no matter how deep our anguish or woe,
the sun will rise again, its warmth to bestow.
© ShantSagar