In the quiet night, beneath the moon’s gentle glow,Whispers of self in the silence flow,Seeking the truth within the tangled maze,Finding strength in the heart’s hidden gaze.Through the shadows of doubt, I wander wide,Listening to echoes where dreams reside,In the mirror’s reflection, a story unfolds,Of courage and hope, in whispers told.Embracing the flaws, the scars of time,A journey of self, a mountain to climb,In every step, a rhythm, a rhyme,Unveiling the self, a dance sublime.As dawn breaks, painting skies anew,The soul’s whispers find their hue,In the light of day, I find my place,In the gentle embrace of self’s grace.