I Am The Light
I am as I’ve always been,
born of stars, of dust, of flame.
The light that lingers past the dark
still knows me by my truest name.
No wound can steal the love I hold,
no loss can dim my spirit’s grace.
I stand through every storm I meet,
bound steady to all time and place.
This body bends, the bones may break,
yet what I am will not dissolve—
an endless reach without an edge,
a breath the stars themselves evolve.
With each step, I am reborn,
in every fall, I rise anew.
No tarnish stains this living soul;
I am the light, whole and true.
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