POWER OF HOPE

**Hope, The Unbroken Flame** When sorrow weighs upon your chest, And dreams feel lost, too far, too stressed, Hope whispers soft, "You're not alone, Your heart still beats, your light has shone." It rises when the world falls weak, A gentle voice when none dare speak. Through shattered days and weary nights, Hope stands tall—it never dies. It mends the cracks, it dries the tears, It fights the doubts, it calms the fears. Hope does not promise skies so blue, But says, “Hold on, you’ll make it through.” When feet grow tired and hands let go, Hope plants its roots—it dares to grow. A spark, a flame, a burning fire, Hope lifts the lost, it pulls them higher. And when the road feels dark and long, Hope hums inside—a steady song. It does not wane, it does not cease, It whispers, **"You are strong—find peace."** --- by AADHYA GARGI GAURAV