When your eyes are tired,
the world is tired also.
In the gentle embrace of weariness,
it whispers to the weary soul,
reminding us that we are not alone,
for fatigue weaves a common thread
through the fabric of existence.

When your vision has gone,
no part of the world can find you
Lost in the haze of exhaustion,
the vibrant colors fade,
and the symphony of life quiets,
but within that stillness,
there lies a sanctuary.

Time to go into the dark,
where the night has eyes
to recognize its own.
In the comforting shadows,
we discover a hidden truth:
the night does not judge,
but cradles us softly,
inviting us to rest,
to heal, to remember.

There you can be sure
you are not beyond love.
In the depths of solitude,
love is a whisper,
an echo of who we are,
reminding us that even in darkness,
the heart...