Across all tongues across all lands
Hope speaks through hearts through open hands;
No script defines no border claims
The word of care has endless names
A look a nod a tear a tone
Can tell the love we’ve always known;
Through gesture soft through silence deep
The soul translates what lips can’t keep
It travels light through grief and fire
It turns despair to clear desire;
Its dialect both kind and free
Connects the you connects the me
When speech divides the heart remains
It finds its truth through gentle veins;
For love in motion pure and near—
Becomes the language all can hear