In the mirror’s silent gaze,
A reflection dances, undefined,
Whispers of who we are blaze,
In the depths of the soul, intertwined.

A tapestry of stories untold,
Threads woven with time’s gentle hand,
Each stitch a memory, bold,
In the vastness of life, we stand.

Beneath the surface, shadows play,
Echoes of dreams and fears collide,
In the heart’s theater, they sway,
As we walk the eternal tide.

Identity, a river’s flow,
Changing with the seasons’ grace,
Yet in our core, we know,
The essence of self we embrace.