In the shadows of the mind’s vast hall,
Lies a force that often stands tall,
Invisible threads, they twist and twine,
Binding the heart, a silent sign.
Whispers echo in the night’s embrace,
Guiding choices, setting the pace,
Yet in this dance of push and pull,
Freedom’s light remains ever full.
The gentle sway of unseen power,
Blooms like a mysterious flower,
Control, a master of subtle art,
Shapes the world, yet leaves us apart.
In the balance, we find our way,
Navigating the light and gray,
Through the shadows, we seek to find,
The harmony of heart and mind.