In the quiet of self-reflection,
A mature soul finds its place,
Through storms of life’s imperfection,
It journeys with gentle grace.
Eyes that have seen the seasons change,
A heart that beats with understanding,
Wisdom gathered through joy and pain,
In silence, it stands, unwavering.
The world may whisper tales of youth,
But the mature soul knows its worth,
Embracing the beauty of honest truth,
Finding peace on this vast earth.
With every step, it learns to give,
A guiding light in the darkest night,
In the art of love, it chooses to live,
A mature soul, shining bright.