In the quiet whispers of dawn’s gentle breath,
I find the echoes of a soul not yet formed,
Searching through dreams woven in the night,
Embracing shadows where light is born.

Beneath the veil of uncertainty’s gaze,
Lies the truth of a heart unspoken,
Layers of self, unwrapped with grace,
In the silence, the spirit is awoken.

Through the corridors of time’s embrace,
I walk with steps of hope and doubt,
Learning to dance with the ghosts of the past,
And finding peace in the echoes of my shout.

As the stars guide the night to dawn,
I find strength in the journey’s stride,
Embracing self in its purest form,
In the light where shadows hide.