In the quiet whispers of the dawn, I find my peace,
A soul adrift on currents of a boundless sea,
Seeking truths that lie beneath the surface,
In the depths of who I am, I am free.

The echoes of my past, a symphony of time,
Weave stories through the tapestry of my mind,
Each thread a memory, a lesson learned,
Shaping the person I am, the fire that burns.

In the mirror’s gaze, I see reflections clear,
The dreams, the fears, the moments held dear,
A canvas painted with hues of joy and pain,
In every shade, a piece of me remains.

And as the stars ignite the velvet night,
I stand in awe of this journey called life,
Embracing all I am, both strong and weak,
In the story of my soul, I find the words I seek.