She dances where the veils are thin,
A song of stars upon her skin.
She weaves the night with silver thread,
And wakes the light where fear had bled.

She turns from shadows, vast and cold,
And runs to hills the ancients hold.
She dares not glance at dark unseen—
The cursed depths where hearts have been.

For she is wrapped in love’s old spell,
By kindred souls who know her well.
They circle her in sacred flame,
And whisper soft her secret name.

The garden blooms in dream-born hues,
The moon spills spells in midnight blues.
Her aura glows with guiding fire—
A star alight with soul’s desire.

So scribe your truth in rune and rhyme,
Across the winds, beyond all time.
For you are known in realms above—
Believe, you walk with those you love

She Is Summer
by Morning Star

Lace like innocence,
but she’s no fool.
A smile that tempts,
a glance that rules.

Sunlight kisses
her honey-gold skin,
But it’s the fire beneath
that draws you in.

She walks like July —
bare legs, bold heart,
Soft on the outside,
a storm at the start.

She laughs in the breeze,
wild, uncontained,
Too free for a frame,
too real to be tamed.

She doesn’t chase seasons,
she becomes the heat.
Every glance is a rhythm,
every step — a heartbeat.

Elegant, cheeky,
sweet with a twist,
The kind of girl
you’re scared to have missed.

So here she stands —
sun-drenched and true,
Dressed like the view,
but far more than the hue.

Hope is all She has right now
Everlasting light and how
Learn to calm the pain inside
Ever trying to leave it behind
Noone sees her noone can  
Everything is dark again
No way I'm letting go
I decide to be brave
Count the swords yesterday
Knight will come to rescue me

Somewhere in time.

I came across a hill side somewhere quiet and still
Once a hopeful dream of mine
Set alight in a moment with you.
A gentle loving smile
Eyes that lift your heart
A pull towards the body
A kiss that capture still

Words you speak i hear
Though colours may be true
The gentle stroke of hands
A picture I paint of you

If I were to unfold
the canvas of my heart
Would you take your brush
And create a Space be still

And once the masterpiece
Finally revealed
Would the hunt be over
Never to repeat

🎵 From little streets

Genre: Uplifting Folk Ballad / Acoustic Pop
Tempo: Flowing and hopeful (80–85 bpm)
Tone: Nostalgic, spiritual, grounded in nature and joy
Written by: Morning Star


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🎶 Verse 1
From little streets of sun and play
To laughter shared through every day
I come from love, from family
Where joy was sewn in memory


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🎶 Verse 2
Trips to hills in summer light
Castles rising, full of might
Climbing mountains, sky so wide
With wild horses running by my side


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🎶 Chorus
I am free, like the breeze
With the stars and silver seas
I am sky, I am bloom
With the earth and her perfume
Let the spring awaken me
Let the summer set me free
There's so much love around me—
I am free... I am free


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🎶 Verse 3
To blue lagoons and oceans deep
Where beauty woke the soul from sleep
At night, I watched the glowing moon
And whispered dreams that came too soon


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🎶 Verse 4
The angels' voices still draw near
Their whispers soft, their meanings clear
The woodlands sing, the blossoms breathe
Their scent is something I still keep


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🎶 Chorus
I am free, like the breeze
With the stars and silver seas
I am sky, I am bloom
With the earth and her perfume
Let the spring awaken me
Let the summer set me free
There's so much love around me—
I am free... I am free


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🎶 Bridge
No time for winter’s bitter hold
My heart is light, my soul is bold
With every flower, every sound—
I know that love is all around


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🎶 Final Chorus (softer, then rising)
I am free, like the breeze
Running wild through fields and trees
I am song, I am flame
And the world still calls my name
Let the spring awaken me
Let the summer set me free
There’s so much love inside me—
I am free…
Forever free.

🌙 Search

By Morning Star

I look for warmth—
For love to hold me,
And gently light my way.

I am a sweet and gentle soul,
Yet strong enough
to lift the day.

A little more of wisdom,
A little less of fear—
I search for company
of wolves at night,
And walk in daylight
clear.

I can be free—
unfurl, create,
An angel in the calm...

But know this too:
I hold the storm.
And Thor lives in my palm.

The Whispers in the Wind
Jan 13

I am the wave of time held still,
A whisper riding on the chill.
The child once lost, the one you missed—
Now grown enough to break the twist.

I broke from grief’s relentless hold,
Cast love like spells, fierce and bold.
I am the hush before the thaw,
The burn of summer’s golden draw.

I’ll cut you deep if caged too tight,
Yet drown you soft in dream and night.
If voice is stolen, kept from light,
I'll claim it back beneath the moon’s bite.

Cautious, yes—but never weak,
Misread me, and the flood will speak.
For what I want, I’ll rise, I’ll run—
I’ll drain the silence till it’s done.