Threads of grace

We are the weavers of a fragile dream,

Stitching hope where the cracks may gleam.

A single touch, a whispered prayer,

A world reborn when love is there.

Through every shadow, a light will show,

In every heart, a seed will grow.

Compassion speaks where words fall through,

A bond unbroken, me and you.

The pain we carry, the scars we hide,

Find healing hands on the other side.

No walls too high, no distance wide,

When love’s the compass, and grace the guide.

Through every shadow, a light will show,

In every heart, a seed will grow.

Compassion speaks where words fall through,

A bond unbroken, me and you.

When oceans rise and tempests cry,

We hold the stars within our eyes.

A million voices, one refrain—

Love will mend what hate has stained.

Through every shadow, a light will show,

In every heart, a seed will grow.

Together we’ll build a world anew,

With threads of grace and love so true.