In the quiet corners of my mind,
Where echoes of dreams softly unwind,
I wander through the fields of thought,
Seeking the truths that life has taught.

Beneath the stars, my heart does roam,
In search of places that feel like home,
Every step, a whisper of past and future,
A dance of moments, a poetic suturer.

Shadows and light play on my face,
A reflection of time’s gentle embrace,
Each wrinkle, a story, each smile, a song,
In the symphony of life, where I belong.

Through the trials and joys I see,
The essence of what it means to be me,
A tapestry woven with threads of grace,
In the beautiful chaos of this human race.