In the stillness of the dawn,
I find whispers of who I am,
Carved in shadows, softly drawn,
A silent tale in nature’s span.
Beneath the sky’s vast, endless dome,
I wander through my own expanse,
In fleeting moments, I find home,
In the dance of life’s grand chance.
Echoes of dreams in gentle streams,
Guide me through the winding way,
In the embrace of moonlit beams,
I learn to love, to hope, to stay.
In every breath, a story told,
Of courage, fear, and quiet grace,
A tapestry of life unfolds,
In the mirror’s ever-changing face.