
In the mirrorâs gaze, I find my face,
A tale of dreams, and timeâs embrace,
Through highs and lows, I chart my course,
With heart and soul, I find my source.
The echoes of my past resound,
With every step, new paths are found,
In silent nights, and days so bright,
I weave my tale, in dark and light.
My fears and hopes, a dance they play,
In twilightâs glow, and break of day,
With every breath, a storyâs penned,
Of battles lost, and wounds that mend.
Through storm and calm, I sail my seas,
In whispered winds, and roaring pleas,
My spiritâs song, forever sings,
Of who I am, and what life brings.