In the quiet dawn, I find my way,
A gentle soul with dreams to sway.
Through the whispers of morning’s light,
I chase the echoes of the night.

With every step, a story unfolds,
A tapestry woven in hues of gold.
The world a canvas, vast and wide,
I paint my journey, side by side.

Sometimes shadows cross my path,
Yet I embrace them without wrath.
For every shadow has a tale,
A lesson learned, a guiding sail.

In moments of solitude, I stand tall,
Listening to the heart’s quiet call.
An example of myself I strive to be,
In harmony with life’s endless sea.