The dust may rise and hide the sunlit skies
Yet never can it quench the light that flies
Through veils of grey its warmth will still pervade
A beacon glowing where no dreams may fade
Each grain of dust holds fragile dreams in flight
Together forming constellations bright
You walk through mists through storms that never sleep
With every step the light is yours to keep
Whether the dawn ascends or shadows fall
The smallest glow still answers to your call
It proves the quiet truth: no soul too small
To lift the world to stand to heal us all