In the quiet corners of a weary soul,
Where shadows linger and doubts take their toll,
There lies a spark, a glimmering light,
Waiting to rise, to take its flight.

Through the tangled paths of a longing heart,
Where dreams whisper and fears impart,
A gentle reminder, soft and clear,
“You are enough, have no fear.”

In the mirror’s gaze, seek not to find
Perfection’s guise, but a heart that’s kind.
For in each scar and tear you’ve shed,
Lies a story of strength, courage unsaid.

So rise, dear soul, let your spirit soar,
Embrace your worth, need nothing more.
In self-love’s embrace, find your place,
A testament to your own grace.