In shadows deep where silence lay,
I lost myself along the way.
Yet in the dusk, a whisper came,
A tender call, a softly framed.

I wandered lost in tangled night,
Unseen, unknown, devoid of light.
But through the mist, a glimmered crack,
And I found my old self back.

With gentle grace, the past unveiled,
In echoes soft, my spirit sailed.
A mirror held by time’s own hand,
Revealed the heart I’d understand.

Oh, tears may fall and hearts may ache,
For beauty’s found when souls awake.
In finding who I used to be,
I’ve found myself, a part of me.

© Ravi Pradhan