In shadows deep, where darkness creeps,
We find ourselves, where silence sleeps.
But fear not, for within our sight,
We carry with us our own light.
Amidst the gloom, a beacon gleams,
A flame of hope, beyond extremes.
For in our hearts, a truth does bloom,
Guided by the full moon's gentle plume.
Though the night may cast its heavy veil,
Our spirits rise, we shall not fail.
For we are stars in our own right,
Bathed in the glow of our own light.
So let the darkness softly swoon,
For we'll illuminate the gloom.
With courage bold and dreams in flight,
We'll shine beneath the full moon's light.
A self portrait by Cynthia - ArtFromAbove
