My Spirit

My Spirit Beneath the sunlit waves where my dreams drift and dive, A silent shadow glides—a force both fierce and alive. The great white shark, my silent kin, moves through the endless blue, Its power and mystery mirror something deep and true in me, too. I feel its wisdom echo in the restless tides of my mind, In the hunger for discovery, the courage I always hope to find. A guardian of secrets, it moves with calm command, Just as I seek hidden depths, and try always to understand. Its teeth aren’t for cruelty, but for honesty, sharp and bright, Its eyes hold ancient wonder, reflecting both dread and delight. It fears neither darkness nor the pressure below— And like that bold traveler, I go where others dare not go. In the shark’s unwavering purpose, I recognize my own, A will to push through storms, to stand strong and alone. There’s a wild yearning in me to master the unknown sea, To follow intuition’s pull and let my spirit swim free. For like the great white, I wander, guided by unseen streams, Unafraid of the shadows or the boldness of my dreams. In the vast ocean’s silence, I discover who I truly am— Fearless, curious, and driven, just like that magnificent guardian. My soul, as sleek and daring as the shark cutting through the dark, Finds its power, its purpose, its spirit— In every wild and wondrous spark.