In shadows deep, where burdens lie, A weary soul lets out a sigh. The weight of worries, endless night, Steals away the morning's light. A tempest rages in the mind, Peace and solace hard to find. Yet know, dear heart, as moments pass, This stormy sky shall clear at last. The stars will rise from misty grey, Guiding you toward a brighter day. In the ashes of these trying hours, You'll find strength and blooming flowers.