In the quiet corners of a restless soul,Emotions dance like shadows in the night,A tapestry woven with threads of light,Where whispers of the heart find their role.Joy, a fleeting bird in the morning sky,Spreads its wings with a gentle grace,While sorrow, a river that carves its place,Flows silently, as tears begin to dry.Anger burns like a raging storm,Its fire consuming all in its path,Yet love, a soothing aftermath,Balances the world, soft and warm.Hope, a beacon in the darkest seas,Guides the weary with its gentle glow,In the dance of emotions, ebb and flow,Finding peace in the gentle breeze.