Within the cradle of your beating heart,

A whispered question seeks its counterpart.

"What is your essence?" the query does ring,

What lies beneath the surface, a hidden thing?

Is it woven of threads from a love so deep,

Or joy, like sunlight, where laughter does leap?

Interconnected in life's woven strands,

With compassion's touch, where kindness expands?

Perhaps a perfection, a spirit so bright,

Or a spark of the cosmos, a sliver of light?

Could divinity dwell in your mortal disguise,

And within every gaze, your uniqueness it lies?

Seek out your answer, on pathways it gleams,

The essence of being, a tapestry of your dreams.

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