In the quiet moments of dawn’s embrace,
I find myself in the mirror’s face.
A traveler through the whispers of time,
Seeking the echoes of a distant chime.

My heart beats with tales untold,
A tapestry of dreams both young and old.
In the shadows of hope and despair,
I weave stories with tender care.

The depths of my soul, an ocean vast,
Waves of memories from a forgotten past.
In every breath, a new chance to start,
A symphony played by a restless heart.

As stars fade and the dawn light grows,
I stand tall, for the journey shows,
That within me lies a strength so pure,
A reflection of a spirit, strong and sure.