In the quiet whispers of a growing soul,
A transformation begins, subtle and bold.
The mirror reflects a face yet unknown,
In the dance of time, new seeds are sown.

In the garden of dreams, confusion blooms,
Questions arise, filling empty rooms.
Voices within speak in tones anew,
Guiding the heart to the skies of blue.

Hands once small now stretch to the sky,
Feet find paths where dreams can fly.
The heart beats wild, in rhythm with change,
In the symphony of life, emotions arrange.

A journey unfolds, both daunting and bright,
Through shadows and light, the spirit takes flight.
Embrace the unknown, let courage lead,
For in this journey, the soul is freed.