In the darkest of nights, when hope seems to fade,
A glimmer of light, a flame undeterred,
A beacon of hope, in the depths of despair,
A guiding star, leading me through the air.
Through trials and tribulations, hope never wanes,
It flickers and dances, through life's winding lanes.
A resilient spirit, that never gives in,
A force that uplifts, from the depths within.
In the face of adversity, hope takes flight,
A soaring eagle, reaching for the light.
It conquers the darkness, with its unwavering flame,
A testament to the strength, that lies within our name.
Though storms may rage, and skies turn gray,
Hope's unwavering flame, will never stray.
It guides us through darkness, to the dawn's first light,
A beacon of courage, in the darkest of night.
So let us hold onto hope, with hearts ablaze,
Its unwavering flame, will illuminate our days.
For it is the spark, that ignites our souls,
And leads us towards, the future's uncharted scrolls.
