Once upon a whisper, in a land not too far,
The mirror giggled, hiding a twinkling star.
"Who is it?" asked the reflection, soft and shy,
"It's me," replied the echo, with a gentle sigh.
Do you see the shadows that dance on your cheek?
They weave secret dances, so silent, so meek.
A song of the heart, a tale of the day,
The mirror holds dreams that never decay.
"Can we play?" asked the echo, with eyes like the moon,
"In this glassy world that sings a forgotten tune."
The whispers giggled, the shadows swayed,
In the land of the heart where no one was afraid.
Listen closely to the heart's quiet song,
Follow the echoes where they belong.
Find your way
Hear the whispers