In the quiet corners of a restless mind,
Where shadows dance with whispered grace,
Emotions weave their intricate bind,
A silent symphony in a boundless space.

The heart, a vessel of fleeting dreams,
Cradles joy and sorrow in tender arms,
A river of feelings, in gentle streams,
Coursing through life with subtle charms.

Hope rises with the morning sun,
A beacon in the darkest night,
Guiding weary souls, one by one,
Toward the promise of newfound light.

In the tapestry of life’s embrace,
Every tear and smile finds its place,
A journey marked by time’s gentle trace,
In the endless dance of the human race.