In the quiet hours before dawn’s gentle rise,
I trace the lines of my journey, etched in time,
With dreams woven in whispers and silent cries,
A tapestry of moments, both harsh and sublime.

Each step forward, a dance with destiny’s call,
A symphony of choices, both bold and unsure,
In the shadows and light, I stand tall,
Embracing the unknown, forever pure.

Through valleys of doubt and peaks of grace,
The rhythm of life beats in my chest,
With every heartbeat, a new embrace,
Guiding me onward, in this endless quest.

Now in reflection, I see the years unfold,
A mosaic of memories, rich and bright,
In the story of my life, a tale untold,
I find my truth, in the dance of light.