Grounded*

Hmmm, Hmmm, In the quiet of my soul, I whisper truths untold,

Where shadows dance and light unfolds.

I am grounded, firm as ancient trees,

Rooted in a world that spins with ease.

I protect my energy, a sacred flame,

Guarded from the whispers that call my name.

I walk with grace through paths unknown,

Finding strength in seeds I've sown.

I am drawn to light, to warmth, to peace,

In the silence, my doubts release.

With each breath, I build my walls,

Not to imprison, but to stand tall.

I trust the whispers of my heart,

Crafting boundaries like works of art.

No longer swayed by storms outside,

In my sanctuary, I reside.

I choose the voices that lift and mend,

Surrounding myself with true friends.

Letting go of echoes from days gone by,

I rise anew, beneath the vast sky.

I am the keeper of my sacred flame,

In my heart, I hold my name.

With every step, I find my peace,

In this quiet, I am released.