Between Silence and Flame

Wounded Light

Sometimes the greatest poison is the one we never see —
because it lives inside us, quietly, deeply,
in the

Nothing stays frozen forever.
No night lasts forever.
No pain holds your soul prisoner forever.

There once was a Body.
It had no name. No age.
It was perfect — built of atoms, structures, cells.<br

“What if I could feel?”
“What if I could get lost, just to find myself again?”

This home wasn’t built of bricks.
It was woven from the memory of the soul.
From moments that never found

You’ve been told you’re too much. Too soft. Too sensitive. Too afraid.
But you are simply tuned in to what others

She wore no crown. She had no armor.
But everyone said she was strong.

One day, a girl sat down.
Not because it was comfortable.
But because she had no strength to walk any

You didn’t build it for applause.
You built it because your soul needed a place
where it could sit down

I’m not sure when it happened.
Maybe there wasn’t a single moment.
But today, I can feel it clearly: