In the quiet moments, I find my grace,
A tender touch, a calm embrace.
Through the chaos, I seek my peace,
In self-care rituals, my worries cease.

A candle lit, a book in hand,
Soft whispers of a tranquil land.
I breathe in deeply, let go of fear,
In these small acts, I draw near.

To the essence of who I am,
A soul unchained, a gentle lamb.
I nurture wounds, both old and new,
In self-compassion, I renew.

So let me be, in this sacred space,
Embracing myself, at my own pace.
For in self-care, I find the key,
To love myself, to truly be free.