Some souls are like stars in the night,
Calming chaos with gentle light.
No words are needed, just their glow,
A breath of peace, a steady flow.

They shine so rare, a celestial find,
A moment when the heart and mind align.
For in their presence, darkness fades,
And silent comfort softly pervades.

When you discover such a star so bright,
Your mind and heart unite in light.
No longer fighting, just serene,
A cosmic calm, a peaceful dream.

In the still of night, a plan took flight,
Like doves in the sky, so pure and bright.
But shadows whispered of danger near,
God saw the path and drew you near.

With gentle wings, He changed the way,
Protecting your heart, come what may.
So let the doves fly, unburdened and true,
For what was meant to harm you, God turned into good.

A black swan moves through silent streams,
With wings of night, it haunts the dreams.
It wears its sorrow, cloaked in dark,
A soul that drifts, lost in the arc.

But there, beside it, pure and bright,
A white swan dances in the light.
Its feathers shine, its heart is free,
A symbol of what good can be.

Two swans that glide, yet worlds apart,
One carries shadows, one a heart.
In every soul, both dark and pure,
The swans of fate forever endure.

Cherry blossoms, soft and bright,
Dance in spring, a fleeting sight.
Some teach us, like whispers in the breeze,
Lessons in petals, carried with ease.

Others bloom, blessings in the sun,
Filling hearts, dispelling the fun.
As they arrive, they too must part,
Leaving fragrance, a mark on the heart.

Cherish each moment, both lesson and grace,
For life’s like blossoms, a beautiful chase.
In seasons' cycle, we learn to let go,
Embracing the beauty in ebb and flow.

Of every shade beneath the sun,
Each heart beats strong, each life begun.
In fields of gold, where shadows play,
All voices rise, come what may.

The sun shines bright on every face,
In every faith, in every place.
Alevi souls, with wisdom deep,
Deserve the light, their dreams to keep.

Together we stand, hand in hand,
In unity, we make our stand.
For every life, a right to be,
Under the sun, we all are free.

In the moonlight's gentle glow,
We met for reasons we may not know.
A blessing wrapped in silver light,
Or a lesson learned in the quiet night.

Each moment shared, a guiding star,
Illuminating who we truly are.
In shadows deep or bright embrace,
Our paths entwined, a sacred space.

In the night sky, a tear takes flight,
Like a shooting star, it glimmers bright.
A fleeting moment, a whisper of pain,
Yet in its journey, there's beauty to gain.

Each drop that falls, a wish on the breeze,
A spark of hope among the dark trees.
Though they vanish, like dreams in the air,
Their light lingers softly, a reminder to care.

So let each tear shine, then fade from your sight,
For even in sorrow, there’s magic in night.