In the stillness of the night,
Where shadows softly dance,
I find a mirror to my soul,
A deeper, silent trance.

The echoes of my own voice,
Rebound within these walls,
Unveiling truths I’ve long ignored,
As gentle memory calls.

Each thought a fleeting whisper,
Carved in the sands of time,
Reflecting paths yet traveled,
In verses soft and rhyme.

Here in this quiet refuge,
I meet myself anew,
Embracing flaws and virtues,
Beneath the sky so blue.