In the mirror, reflections blend,
A myriad of stories, none pretend.
Eyes that speak of dreams and fears,
Whispering tales across the years.
A heart that beats with fervent fire,
Chasing passion, never to tire.
Through valleys low and mountains high,
A soul that soars, touching the sky.
Scars that mark the journey’s trail,
Each one a story, each one a sail.
Winds of change that shape and mold,
A spirit brave, a spirit bold.
In the quiet, a gentle strength,
Embracing life at every length.
An example of myself, I stand,
A wanderer in this vast, grand land.