In the quiet whispers of dawn’s embrace,
I find the echoes of my hidden grace,
Each shadowed thought, a gentle sigh,
As stars fade softly from the sky.

Beneath the calm of morning’s light,
I wander through my heart’s delight,
Tracing paths of dreams once spun,
In the tapestry of a rising sun.

Through silent woods of memory’s lane,
I gather whispers of joy and pain,
Leaves of laughter, tears like rain,
Weaving stories of loss and gain.

In solitude, I meet my soul,
A mirror reflecting the whole,
In every breath, a tale untold,
A journey of courage, brave and bold.