In the quiet of the whispering woods,
Where shadows dance with the light,
I wander through paths of forgotten dreams,
Seeking the essence of my own being.

Each step echoes with questions untold,
As leaves murmur secrets of ancient tales,
The wind carries whispers of a soul unbound,
In the gentle rustle of the earth’s embrace.

Through valleys of uncertainty, I roam,
Where rivers of doubt carve endless streams,
Yet hope blooms in the heart’s quiet corner,
Guiding the way like a distant star.

In the mirror of time, reflections unfold,
Revealing fragments of the hidden self,
As courage builds bridges of understanding,
I find my place in the tapestry of life.