In the mirror of my soul, I find a rhyme,
Echoes of dreams that dance in time.
Whispers of hope in silent song,
Guiding my heart where it belongs.
A melody woven with threads of light,
Painting my journey in colors bright.
Each note a step, each chord a sign,
Leading me onward, a path divine.
In shadows deep, where fears reside,
I seek my strength, my truth inside.
A gentle rhyme to soothe the storm,
Embracing the chaos, feeling warm.
With every verse, I rise anew,
A tapestry of self in view.
The rhythm of my spirit sings,
In harmony with lifeâs gentle wings.