In the quiet corners of my mind,
Where the worldâs noise gently fades,
I find a garden of tranquility,
Where peace and silence serenade.
The gentle rustle of the leaves,
Whispers tales of forgotten dreams,
A symphony of the heartâs own song,
In solitude, the spirit redeems.
Beneath the stars’ eternal glow,
I wander through the nightâs embrace,
Finding solace in the shadowâs dance,
In every breath, a sacred space.
Embracing the calm within the storm,
A stillness that the soul can trace,
Here I find the essence of my peace,
In the heartâs quiet, gentle grace.