In the quiet whispers of dawn, I stand,
A tapestry of dreams, woven by hand.
Each thread a memory, each knot a tale,
In the garden of life, where hearts prevail.

Beneath the stars, where secrets lie,
A mirror reflects the depths of my eye.
Shadows dance with light, in a timeless trance,
Revealing the journey, of life’s grand dance.

The winds of change, they softly call,
To shed the masks, to break the wall.
In vulnerability, strength is found,
In the silent moments, where truth is crowned.

Through trials and triumphs, through joy and pain,
The essence of my soul, forever remains.
A symphony of whispers, a song of grace,
In the endless journey, I find my place.