You don’t have to try to shine—

you are the light, not the design.

Not the mask, not the form they see,

but the quiet flame that chose to be.

 

You are the breath between each word,

the pulse that hums where truth is heard.

Even in stillness, even in pause,

you move in rhythm with divine laws.

 

The world may spin in noise and dust,

but your knowing remains steady and just.

For deep inside, beneath the roles,

you carry starlight in your goals.

 

You don’t need proof or to explain—

your glow was born before the name.

So walk in peace. Let others see:

The light you never lost … is simply free.