In the quiet corners of my soul,
Where whispers of dreams softly tread,
I find a universe vast and whole,
In the echoes of words unsaid.
The tapestry of my thoughts weaves,
Through shadows and beams of light,
A symphony that time perceives,
In the hush of the endless night.
Among the stars of my own making,
I dance to the rhythm of my heart,
Each step a story, silently waking,
In this artful, ethereal part.
Yet in this solitude, I find my way,
A journey that bends and sways,
With every dawn and dusk’s display,
In the gentle unfolding of days.