In the quiet dawn, I walk alone,
Through paths of memories, overgrown.
Each step a whisper, each breath a sigh,
In the tapestry of life, I weave and fly.
The sun sets low, casting golden light,
On dreams once distant, now within sight.
Through storms and calm, I’ve found my way,
Seeking purpose in the break of day.
In shadows deep, where fears reside,
I face the darkness, my spirit a guide.
With every fall, I rise anew,
A testament to the strength I drew.
As stars emerge in the twilight sky,
I cherish moments, let out a sigh.
My life, a journey, ever bright,
A story of love, of endless light.