The mind is a mirror— An exact replica of your being, Where everything brews— Storms, stillness, and silence. Ask your mind: Why do you sit so quietly, Like a lone wolf in the night? The mind whispers, “When the time comes, My presence will shine Like dazzling stars.” My silence does not mean I am powerless, weak, or lost. My inner cells shimmer— Like galaxies unfolding in the sky. One day, I will rise and reflect— And you will finally understand What a powerful soul truly looks like. — Albatross ✍️🕊