In the quiet corners of my mind,
Where shadows dance and whispers blend,
I find the essence of my kind,
A wandering soul, with thoughts unpenned.

Beneath the stars, I seek the light,
In realms unseen, where dreams take flight.
The path is winding, yet I tread,
With hope as guide, where angels tread.

Through valleys deep and mountains high,
I chase the echoes of my heart.
With every step, a silent cry,
To find the place where I can start.

And when the twilight shades the day,
I rest my weary, searching gaze.
For in the journey, come what may,
I find myself in endless ways.