In the quiet of my mind’s embrace,
I wander through each hidden place.
Where echoes of my soul reside,
In shadows where my truths abide.

Each thought a whisper, soft and kind,
A gentle rhyme within my mind.
Guiding me through paths unknown,
In silent journeys, I’ve grown.

With every beat, my heart aligns,
In rhythms where my spirit shines.
A symphony of dreams and fears,
Composed of laughter, woven tears.

Within these lines, my essence flows,
A tapestry that only grows.
In rhymes, I find my sense of place,
A dance of self in endless space.