In the quiet chambers of the mind,
Echoes of dreams softly unwind,
Whispers of thoughts, a gentle breeze,
In this vast realm, the soul finds peace.
Waves of wonder, tides of doubt,
In the mind’s ocean, they swirl about,
Stars of memory, constellations bright,
Guiding through the darkest night.
Veins of creativity, rivers that flow,
Through valleys of sorrow, where shadows grow,
Mountains of hope rise high and steep,
In the mind’s embrace, secrets we keep.
A tapestry woven with threads of time,
Stories untold in silent rhyme,
The mind, a universe, vast and free,
An endless journey of discovery.