Amidst the mirrors, reflections play,
A quiet realm, a tranquil bay.
In depths of heart, a whisper’s sigh,
Where love for self learns how to fly.

A dance of shadows, bold and bright,
The soul’s own sun, the inner light.
In hidden corners, secrets find,
A treasure chest of the heart and mind.

Unlock the locks with tender key,
Embrace the parts no eye can see.
The heart’s embrace, a gentle touch,
For self’s own love, one can’t love too much.

A riddle wrapped in a riddle’s dream,
The winding path of life’s own stream.
To love the self, a journey’s quest,
To find the heart’s eternal rest.

So gaze upon the mirrored maze,
And find yourself in life’s sweet phase.
For love begins with self, they say,
A compass guiding night and day.