A tale unfolds a thread of flame

Of hidden lives and whispered names

The loom of fate a fragile art

Each strand entwined with beating heart

Beneath the veil a truth concealed

A shadowed path is slow revealed

Through darkness light begins to play

Each secret shapes the dawn of day

The weavers hand may falter still

But courage bends the stubborn will

Each thread of pain each strand of fire

Becomes the fabric of desire

So weave the flame let shadows dance

Through every tear a second chance

For in the pattern we will find

The stories left for humankind