Drift with the river, soft and wise,
where moonlight hums and silence sighs
no need to chase, no need to fight,
the current knows—let go, take flight
Golden sun on ocean’s crest,
breath in rhythm, heart at rest
winds may call, yet roots stand true; balance is the dance of you
A waltz of water, fire, and air,
the earth beneath, the soul laid bare
In stillness, stars begin to sing,
peace is found in everything
Between the pull, between the tide,
love is where the edges glide
not too far, not held too tight,
harmony—a sacred light
Surrender soft, embrace the way,
let dawn arise; let night decay
for flowing free, unbound, untamed,
is where the spirit stays reclaimed–
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