I am the whisper of dawn’s first light,
A fleeting shadow in the twilight,
The song of the wind through ancient trees,
A silent echo carried by the breeze.

My heart is a canvas painted with dreams,
Each stroke a memory, a life’s theme,
Colors of joy, shades of sorrow,
A tapestry woven for tomorrow.

I am the laughter that dances on the air,
The strength that rises from deep despair,
A soul that wanders, yet always finds,
The path to peace within the mind.

In my eyes, the stars reflect,
A universe of thoughts, complex,
A spirit free, wild yet kind,
In the mirror of life, myself I find.