In the quiet of the morning, a whisper calls my name,
A journey to the depths within, where shadows meet the flame.
The path is long and winding, through valleys dark and cold,
Yet in the heart of darkness, a story to be told.

The silence speaks in riddles, the stars begin to dance,
As I uncover secrets, in a sacred, ancient trance.
Each step a revelation, each breath a newfound grace,
The universe within me, a vast and boundless space.

The light of truth emerges, dispelling fear and doubt,
A beacon in the twilight, where dreams are woven out.
The soul, a boundless ocean, with waves that kiss the sky,
In moments of pure stillness, the spirit learns to fly.

Awakening to wisdom, the veil of night is torn,
Embracing all that is, reborn in spirit’s dawn.
The journey never ending, a dance of light and shade,
In every breath, a miracle, in every step, we’re made.