In the quiet dawn of undiscovered dreams,
Where shadows dance with morning’s gleam,
Lies a path carved by silent streams,
Leading to the heart’s unseen beams.

Through valleys deep where echoes play,
The soul embarks on its sacred way,
Seeking truths in the light of day,
In whispered winds that gently sway.

Stars above, in their endless flight,
Guide the wanderer through the night,
With questions bold and answers slight,
To find the purpose in purest light.

When the world is still and time stands tall,
Listen closely for the call,
For within the silence, purpose enthralls,
And the soul finds peace in its eternal thrall.