Someone

In the stillness of the night's dark shade,

A soul awakens, its heart displayed.

The world outside may seem asleep,

But in this depths, a journey does creep.

Through lanes of memory, it starts to roam,

Remembering joy, love, and heart's home.

The echoes of laughter, the tears that flowed,

All come alive, as the heart's depths are towed.

In this quiet hour, the soul does confess,

Its fears, its dreams, its every unrest.

It searches for answers, for a guiding light,

To lead it through life's plodding, darkest night.

And as the first light of dawn starts to seep,

A reflection of itself, till the very end.