STARTED FROM THE BOTTOM

First it was empty,
Then the dot appeared,
From there the point fell in line,
The line that gave birth to a sentence

It was dark and silent
Then dreams came into reality
Through whispers like breeze in the morning
As pages of drama flip every act and scene

I cannot lose
I'll leave richer than I came
With memories of the beautiful journey I embarked on alone
To fulfilling my destiny