In the quiet of the morning light,
Where shadows dance and dreams ignite,
A whisper calls from deep inside,
Guiding steps where truths reside.

Beneath the masks we wear each day,
Lies the essence that won’t decay,
Unraveling threads of fear and doubt,
Seeking paths where souls devout.

Through valleys deep and mountains high,
The quest for self begins to fly,
Embracing flaws, embracing grace,
Finding strength in every trace.

As stars illuminate the night,
So does the heart embrace its light,
A journey endless, ever new,
Discovering self, becoming true.