In the quiet corners of the soul,
Where whispers of self-doubt fade,
There lies a gentle, glowing coal,
A light that shadows cannot invade.
Beneath the layers of the worldâs disguise,
A truth begins to softly sing,
In every flaw, a beauty lies,
In every scar, a new spring.
Embrace the dance of each new day,
With arms wide open to lifeâs grace,
Let laughter guide and tears convey
The depth of your own embrace.
For in the mirror of your eyes,
Reflects the journey you have made,
A testament to skies and ties,
In self-love, let your heart parade.