When all seems lost, when darkness reigns supreme,
And the heart lies shattered, beyond repair -
There comes a light, a guiding, gentle beam,
That whispers, "Peace, be still," amidst despair.

For love, pure love, with its transforming grace,
Can reach the depths where no one else dares to go.
It lifts the fallen, sets the captive free,
And plants new seeds where barren wastes once grew.

Though scars may linger, and the path seems long,
Love's healing touch can mend the deepest wound.
It gives new voice to the silenced, broken song,
And paints the canvas of the soul renewed.

So, when the world's harsh trials seem too much to bear,
Remember love's redeeming power is there.
Its strength, its hope, its mercy never fail -
Through love's embrace, the human spirit shall prevail.