Collection of my short work and Poem

Whispers of Dawn

In the cradle of dawn, whispers of fate,

Born from stardust, a celestial state.

A canvas of life, a palette unknown,

Brushstrokes of time, in essence, we're sown.

Embodied echoes, a soul's first cry,

Infinite pathways, reach the sky.

Born as dreamers, with purpose untold,

A story unfolds, a journey to behold.

With each heartbeat, a chapter begins,

Born as miracles, where wonder begins.