In the quiet of the night,
When the stars are shining bright,
And the world is fast asleep,
I sit and wonder, dream and keep.
Thoughts that wander far and wide,
Through the depths of my mind they slide,
Whispers of hope, fears and doubts,
My heartstrings they twist and shout.
In this moment of solitude,
I find a space for gratitude,
For the blessings life has bestowed,
And the seeds of growth that have been sowed.
In the stillness of the night,
I find the strength to face the light,
To take a step, to keep the faith,
And embrace the dawn of a brand new day.
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