Winds of change whisper,  

Footsteps trace an unknown path, 

Home is but a dream.  

Hearts heavy with loss,  

Barefoot on foreign soil now, 

 Hope flickers like stars.  

Voices call to you,  

A tapestry of tears,  

Unity in grief.  

In a foreign land,  

Winds whisper a new language.  

Hope blooms like spring's dawn.  

Stars in the new sky,  

Eyes wide with wonder and fear,  

Home is made with heart.  

Hands reach for the sun,  

Each day a step toward peace,  

A journey unfolds.  

Stars above still shine,  

guiding her through restless nights,  

toward her lost land.