When shadows fall and stars begin to glow,
Love softly stirs in places we don’t know.
In quiet moments, in a gentle touch,
It shows its face when life becomes too much.

With every step through valleys deep and wide,
Love walks beside us, though it tries to hide.
In heartaches past and dreams that slip away,
Love finds its voice in things we cannot say.

For love’s a riddle, complex yet so clear,
It brings us close, dispels our deepest fear.
Through tangled paths and journeys undefined,
It binds our souls, forever intertwined.

And as we grow, through joy and sorrow’s weight,
We learn that love is not a twist of fate.
It’s crafted in the fires of our pain,
A precious gift that’s worth the heart’s refrain.

So, as we tread this life’s uneven road,
Let love’s soft light ease every heavy load.
It’s hard, yet gentle, patient in its way,
A solace in the night, a dawn of day.