Whispers of Reflection

In quiet moments, shadows deep, Where thoughts like whispered secrets seep, The mind drifts back through time’s embrace, Tracing footprints, a gentle grace. Echoes of laughter, tears once shed, Paths once chosen, words once said, Each a stitch within life’s weave, A tapestry we choose to believe. Stillness holds a mirror clear, Revealing lessons year by year, Growth in sorrow, strength in strife, The tender pulse that shapes our life. So pause, reflect, and softly find, The garden tended by your mind, Where memories bloom, both dark and bright, Guiding quietly into the night.