In the quiet moments of dawn’s first light,
I find the whisper of my true essence,
A journey inward, through shadows and bright,
To unearth the soulâs quiescence.
Through valleys deep and mountains steep,
I tread with courage, though the path is unknown,
Seeking the heart’s secrets, buried deep,
In the labyrinth of my own.
The scars I bear, the wounds I heal,
Are but echoes of battles fought within,
Each mark a testament to the zeal,
To rise once more, and begin again.
Embracing the self, in all its forms,
Through tempest winds and gentle breeze,
I stand unbowed, as the storm transforms,
Finding peace in the journey’s endless seas.