In the quiet corners of my mind,
Where shadows play and dreams unwind,
I find a whisper, soft and clear,
The voice of self I long to hear.
Through tangled paths of doubt and fear,
I wander, seeking what is near,
With every step, a truth unfolds,
In the heart’s depths, a story told.
The mirror holds a thousand tales,
Of battles fought and gentle gales,
Reflections dance in silent grace,
Revealing strength in every trace.
As dawn breaks through the night’s embrace,
I stand anew, with open face,
Embracing all that I have been,
In the journey of the self within.