In the silent caverns of the mind,
Where thoughts like shadows roam,
A whisper echoes, soft yet kind,
Guiding the soul back home.

Through labyrinths of dreams untold,
Where fears and hopes entwine,
The heart beats steady, brave and bold,
As the mind crafts its design.

In moments of quiet contemplation,
Where clarity finds its grace,
The mind offers sweet salvation,
In its vast and sacred space.

So let the whispers lead you near,
To the depths of thought profound,
For the mind holds treasures dear,
In its silent, endless ground.