In the quiet dawn, I rise anew,
With dreams that dance upon the breeze,
My heart a compass, guiding through,
The labyrinth of life’s mysteries.

Through fields of gold, I wander free,
Beneath the sky’s vast, endless dome,
A seeker of truth, where shadows flee,
In search of a place I call my own.

The stars above, my silent guides,
Whisper secrets of the night,
With every step, the tide abides,
As I journey towards the light.

In solitude, I find my voice,
A symphony of hope and grace,
In the echoes of my choice,
I carve my path, my sacred space.