In the quiet corners of my mind,
Echoes of the past rewind,
Whispers of dreams left behind,
In time’s gentle, ceaseless grind.

Beneath the starlit canvas above,
I seek solace, I seek love,
In the silence, thoughts interweave,
A tapestry of what I believe.

Through the valleys of my soul,
Winds of memory softly roll,
Each breath a story untold,
In the silence, I find my role.

As the night turns into dawn,
A new day’s hope is drawn,
In the silence, I am reborn,
To face the world, yet not forlorn.