My spirit is a hidden tide,
A lunar flower, hard to find,
My true self waits for a gentle guide,
A worthy heart, a soulful tie.
The world demands a grand display,
My silent rising fades to grey,
My inner garden, tucked away,
A hidden self that longs for day.
Don’t look at what the surface shows
My deepest value only grows
I am a seedling, slow to keep
My strength is gathered in the deep
You choose the flash, the easy start
Ignoring wounds that broke my heart
Just be the stillness of the Moon
And watch my flower start to bloom.
The path I took was fraught with pain,
No shelter given from the rain,
The battles fought, the truth I gain,
My inner wealth, my soul's domain.
They only see the surface dream,
They miss the truth I hold unseen,
My spirit's value, evergreen,
The loyal love I've always been.
Don’t look at what the surface shows
My deepest value only grows
I am a seedling, slow to keep
My strength is gathered in the deep
You choose the flash, the easy start
Ignoring wounds that broke my heart
Just be the stillness of the Moon
And watch my flower start to bloom.
It's not my fault the path was steep,
The fertile ground I couldn't keep.
My spirit's promise, buried deep,
The steadfast vows my heart will reap.
When through your gaze, my truth is found,
The silent soul that was tightly bound,
My genuine self on solid ground,
The self-love I have is now profound
The frozen shell begins to mend,
My inner light will now ascend,
No longer forced to just pretend,
A life of purpose I now defend.
My heart's deep yearning takes its hold.
A story waiting to be told,
More precious than the surface gold,
My heart is bright, revealed and whole.
Just offer darkness, pure and vast,
The love I give is built to last.
I'm not the instant, fading glow,
I am the ocean, soft and slow.
My love is deep... a lasting flow…
Dec 16, 2025
Dec 16, 2025 at 1:43 PM UTC
My spirit is a hidden tide,
A lunar flower, hard to find,
My true self waits for a gentle guide,
A worthy heart, a soulful tie.
The world demands a grand display,
My silent rising fades to grey,
My inner garden, tucked away,
A hidden self that longs for day.
Don’t look at what the surface shows
My deepest value only grows
I am a seedling, slow to keep
My strength is gathered in the deep
You choose the flash, the easy start
Ignoring wounds that broke my heart
Just be the stillness of the Moon
And watch my flower start to bloom.
The path I took was fraught with pain,
No shelter given from the rain,
The battles fought, the truth I gain,
My inner wealth, my soul's domain.
They only see the surface dream,
They miss the truth I hold unseen,
My spirit's value, evergreen,
The loyal love I've always been.
Don’t look at what the surface shows
My deepest value only grows
I am a seedling, slow to keep
My strength is gathered in the deep
You choose the flash, the easy start
Ignoring wounds that broke my heart
Just be the stillness of the Moon
And watch my flower start to bloom.
It's not my fault the path was steep,
The fertile ground I couldn't keep.
My spirit's promise, buried deep,
The steadfast vows my heart will reap.
When through your gaze, my truth is found,
The silent soul that was tightly bound,
My genuine self on solid ground,
The self-love I have is now profound
The frozen shell begins to mend,
My inner light will now ascend,
No longer forced to just pretend,
A life of purpose I now defend.
My heart's deep yearning takes its hold.
A story waiting to be told,
More precious than the surface gold,
My heart is bright, revealed and whole.
Just offer darkness, pure and vast,
The love I give is built to last.
I'm not the instant, fading glow,
I am the ocean, soft and slow.
My love is deep... a lasting flow…
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