Peace is found in the whisper,
in the quiet, sincere moment,
when one looks at oneself without judgment,
like a faithful friend.
It is in that tender reflection
where the soul is discovered,
embracing its imperfections,
wrapping itself in a hug of being.
With the sweetness it deserves,
old wounds are seen,
and instead of hiding them,
a corner of peace is offered.
Thus, self-forgiveness is born,
not as forgetting, but as an act of love,
like a soft awakening
that says: “You are enough, just as you are.