23/09/2025
In the cradle of shadows, I took my first breath,
A whisper of light flickered, a promise yet unfulfilled.
Born to illuminate the paths hidden in gloom,
To share the warmth of my journey,
To cradle others in the glow of understanding.
I wandered through valleys, where darkness loomed large,
Each step a dance with despair, a trial of the spirit.
But in the depths, I found the strength to rise,
Roots curling deep into the earth,
Embracing the soil of my suffering,
Drawing from it the essence of resilience.
From these depths, I stretched towards the sun,
A wildflower breaking through concrete cracks,
My petals unfurling in defiance,
Each bloom a testament,
Each color a story of survival.
I learned that darkness is not the absence of light,
But the canvas upon which it paints its brightest hues.
In the quiet of night, I gathered the stars,
Each a spark of wisdom, illuminating the way
For those still lost in the shadows,
Yearning for a glimmer, a hand to hold.
I am an illuminator, a vessel of shared experience,
My light flows not from perfection, but from honesty,
From the scars that tell tales of battles fought and won,
From the laughter that echoes through the stillness,
From the tears that watered the garden of my soul.
So here I stand, a beacon amidst the fog,
An invitation to others:
Come, let us grow together,
Let us cultivate our inner gardens,
For in the sharing of our light,
We break the chains of isolation,
We weave a tapestry of hope,
A shared journey towards the dawn.
Together, we rise, stronger than ever,
Rooted in our truths, reaching for the sky,
Illuminating the world, one heart at a time,
A symphony of souls,
Each note a flicker of light,
Together, we become the dawn.
-The Wellness Space
