Restless Soul

In stillness here, my heart’s ensnared, A whispering fear, a thought impaired. What if this moment marks the end? What if my treasures, to the shadows, descend? Lessons learned, like leaves in fall, Will they vanish, will I lose it all? As the creeping dread starts to confine, Restlessness blooms, a harsh design. Yet in this turmoil, a gift's concealed, Calmness creeps in, fresh wounds healed. The weight of worldly gems begins to fade, Replaced by joy, a lighter cascade. No longer burdened by possessions’ chains, I find freedom within, where peace reigns. Excitement arises, a heartbeat ignites, Rediscovering myself in the softest of lights. Through the shadows, my spirit takes flight, Unveiling the joy hidden from sight. I embrace the journey of setting me free, In the depth of stillness, I find the real me.