The silence echoed with your light,
No path beyond your steady sight,
Until the silvered edges frayed,
And warmth gave way to deeper shade.
I walked a forest, dark and deep,
Where Mimosa curled and shadows sleep.
The air was eerie, thick with dread,
A haunted road for me to tread.
I sank to earth to weep and pray,
Prepared to throw my heart away,
But then your voice, a golden spark,
Came echoing through the heavy dark.
Trust the fire you hold within,
The dawn is where your steps begin.
At first a dream, then surging tide,
A dormant courage bloomed inside.
I stood against the bitter wind,
Where fear dissolves and souls begin,
Unearthing what the world forgot,
The hidden bloom they claimed was not.
So guard your peace and hold your way,
To find the light beyond the gray.
In quiet faith, the road is shown,
A life more sweet than you have known.
