In the hush of dawn’s first light, I walk,
Through valleys deep and mountains high, I roam.
Seeking solace in the quiet, where shadows talk,
A sanctuary where my spirit feels at home.
The whispers of the wind, a gentle balm,
Healing wounds that time could not erase.
Each step I take brings a deeper calm,
Restoring the fragments of my scattered grace.
Beneath the ancient trees, I find my rest,
Their silent strength a mirror to my soul.
In natureâs arms, I am truly blessed,
As broken parts of me begin to feel whole.
The journey long, but worth each stride,
For in the end, I find what Iâve been missing.
A heart renewed, with peace inside,
This path of healing, forever kissing.