In the quiet moments of dawn’s embrace,
I find the whispers of my own heart,
A dance of dreams, a soft, tender trace,
Unveiling the stories that never depart.

The mirror holds a thousand truths untold,
Each line and curve a tapestry spun,
A journey through time, both young and old,
Where echoes of laughter and tears are one.

In shadows deep, where fears reside,
I seek the light that guides me through,
A gentle strength, my constant guide,
To face each day with courage anew.

Layers of self, like petals unfold,
A garden of thoughts, wild and free,
In the depths of my soul, silently bold,
I discover the boundless essence of me.