but of longing for the unknown songs

Through the quiet hours before the morning breaks

I feel the weight of yesterday dissolve into the mist

The sky begins to open with a tender glow

as if the earth itself remembers how to breathe again

I gather the fragments of promises left behind

shaping them into lanterns to guide my steps

Every scar upon my skin turns into a map

pointing toward horizons I have never walked

There is no certainty in the path ahead

yet the trembling in my chest is not of fear