In the realm where echoes dwell, A whispered tale of a lost spell. A journey taken, path unknown, In search of something yet to be shown.
Lost in the labyrinth of time, Seeking a rhythm, a hidden rhyme. Footsteps falter, a compass spun, In the maze of a world that's overrun.
A heart adrift on a sea of doubt, Yearning for what it's all about. Lost in the questions, the what and why, Beneath the vast and starlit sky.
But even in the midst of night, There's a glimmer of hope, a guiding light. For in the lost, there's room to find, A strength untamed, a fearless mind.
Lost, yet not forsaken, you see, For in the lost, you have the key. To forge a path that's all your own, And in the process, you'll have grown.
So embrace the lost, let it be, A canvas for your destiny. From the shadows, you'll arise, With newfound purpose, clear as skies.
