A single tear a quiet smile
They build a bridge across the mile
The weight you bear the long exile
Are shaping grace in subtle style
Yesterday’s ache was not in vain
It polished joy from hidden pain
The cup of effort may seem plain —
But it will overflow again
When nights are long the stars still hum
The heart beats slow but light will come
All stillness is a pendulum —
That swings toward what you’ll become
And when you see the morning’s gleam
You’ll know it rose from every dream
The years of silence were the theme —
Behind your shining self-esteem