In the quiet moments, I find solace deep,

A gentle touch, a promise to keep.

With tender whispers, I calm my soul,

Embracing self-love, making myself whole.

I let go of judgments, release all doubt,

Treating myself kindly, without any clout.

I am a vessel of love, a captive of grace,

Nurturing my spirit, finding my own pace.

Gentle with myself, I let healing flow,

Allowing wounds to mend, letting them go.

For in the gentle touch of my own hand,

I discover strength, where I once couldn’t stand.

With each breath, I breathe in peace and trust,

Embracing self-compassion, a must.

I cherish my flaws, my imperfections too,

For in gentleness, I find growth anew.

So I shall be kind, patient, and true,

To the one who is me, in all that I do.

For in gentleness, I find my inner wealth,

A harmony with myself, my truest self.