In the quiet of the night,
When stars are bold and bright,
I find a piece of me,
Hidden in the gentle breeze.
The whispers of the past,
Echoes that forever last,
Tell tales of joy and sorrow,
Painting dreams for tomorrow.
A heart once lost, now found,
Seeking solace in life’s sound,
Growing with each passing day,
Embracing all come what may.
In the mirror of my mind,
I see a soul refined,
By the trials of the years,
And the triumphs over fears.