In the stillness of the night, I gaze,
Upon the mirrorâs silent face,
Reflections dance in gentle waves,
Whispering tales of forgotten days.
A world within, so deeply concealed,
In shadows where secrets are revealed,
Timeâs gentle hand caresses my soul,
Unveiling the fragments that make me whole.
Through the glass, dreams softly rise,
Echoes of laughter, unspoken goodbyes,
A tapestry woven with threads of light,
Guiding me through the endless night.
Embracing the journey of endless quest,
In the mirror’s heart, I find my rest,
With each reflection, a story told,
A symphony of self, brave and bold.