My eyes, windows to the soul’s depth,
See the world in colors and shades,
Reflecting the light of day and night,
They capture moments, never to fade.

My hands, instruments of creation,
Crafting dreams from mere imagination,
Feeling the textures of life’s grand design,
They hold the essence of time.

My heart, a drummer in the chest’s hollow,
Beats in rhythm with love and sorrow,
Whispering secrets of joy and pain,
It sings life’s eternal refrain.

My feet, wanderers on paths untold,
Travel the stories yet to unfold,
Grounded in the earth, reaching for the skies,
They dance to the melody of life’s highs.