Tag soul
The one who dances with shadow, not fleeing the dark. Your fullness lies there.
Weaver of river tears. Your emotions cleanse the paths of those who dared not feel.
The one who became one with the earth. Your roots dance with the winds of the past.
Some days we blossom — wide open to the sun, radiant and fearless.
Some days we fall inward — closing our petals, shedding layers, returning to the silent root.
There once was a Body.
It had no name. No age.
It was perfect — built of atoms, structures, cells.
But inside… it was empty.
You don’t need more goals. You need fire in your veins, stars in your eyes, and something real enough to make you breathe deeper
