In the mirror of the morn, I see
A soul searching, wild and free
With dreams woven in the tapestry of night
Dancing softly in the gentle light
A wanderer on paths unknown
Seeking truths in whispers grown
Among the stars, my spirit flies
Embracing the vast, endless skies
Through shadows deep and rivers wide
I trace the echoes of the tide
With courage born of whispered fears
I sail the sea of silent tears
Yet in the heart, a fire burns bright
Guiding me through the darkest night
A dreamerâs journey, ever bold
With stories yet to be told