The Soliloquy Of Self-Discovery

Talk to thyself each day, a gentle word,

A mirror to the soul, thy thoughts reveal,

For in soliloquy, truth’s sound is heard,

A chance to know thyself, a tale real.

Within thy heart, an excellent being lives,

Yet covered by the noise of the world,

So seize this chance, as morning light revives,

To greet thyself, a precious pearl curled.

In self-talk, wisdom grows,

A dialogue deep, a sacred flow,

Uncovering riches in inner space,

A meeting rare, a fated grace.

Talk to thyself, thy essence will appear,

An excellent soul, thyself to cheer.