Have we ever paused to wonder,
why we are still entrusted with the dawn?
Why God allows our weary eyes
to open once more to morning’s light?
What keeps us standing,
when the road feels endless and unkind?
What quiet reason moves our breath
to rise and fall, day after day?
Even when a tiny spark begins to fade,
its tender glow never truly dies.
A trace of light remains,
soft and faithful,
keeping you company through the darkest night.
This is not about forgetting the past,
nor erasing the names etched in our hearts.
For every soul we have ever encountered
leaves a fragment of themselves behind
Lingering, growing, alive within us forever.
Feb 14
Feb 14, 2026 at 2:03 AM UTC
Have we ever paused to wonder,
why we are still entrusted with the dawn?
Why God allows our weary eyes
to open once more to morning’s light?
What keeps us standing,
when the road feels endless and unkind?
What quiet reason moves our breath
to rise and fall, day after day?
Even when a tiny spark begins to fade,
its tender glow never truly dies.
A trace of light remains,
soft and faithful,
keeping you company through the darkest night.
This is not about forgetting the past,
nor erasing the names etched in our hearts.
For every soul we have ever encountered
leaves a fragment of themselves behind
Lingering, growing, alive within us forever.
