Ashes fall, the sky is still The world is caught beneath the will Of silence carved in broken stone One girl walks the dust, alone In trembling arms, a breath so new The only song the wind once knew A lullaby from dying stars To sleep beneath a world with scars No one left to call her name No gods remain to shift the blame But still she hums a nameless tune A cradle sways beneath the moon Goodbye to fear, hello to fire She holds a child, the last desire A fragile dream in trembling hands To bloom again from fallen lands She walks through ash, but never breaks Each step, a vow that never shakes The end was near, but not the end— The world begins where mothers mend She tells no tales of what she’s seen Of shattered thrones and vacant queens She only speaks in warmth and light To eyes too small to know the fight The ruins sing of who we were But lullabies belong to her She carries hope without a name And lights the dark with just a flame No kings, no clocks, no final page Just life that cries inside a cage But if she breathes, and if she stays— Then maybe dawn will find a way Goodbye to war, hello to grace She builds a home from empty space A lullaby, a broken song Becomes the root where dreams grow strong No need for crowns, no need for pride Just one small heart, still beating wide A story ends, yet one begins— In tiny hands and hopeful skin If love survives through fire and flood If peace can grow from ash and blood Then every loss we couldn’t save Becomes the seed that misfits gave Goodbye to all we couldn’t keep Hello to dreams that learned to weep And in her arms, the world will sway— A brand new dawn, a better day She hums a tune the stars once knew And builds a world from me and you The end is soft, the future brave— One life to keep, one world to save “Sleep now, little one. We begin again.”
