In Their Glow

To those who understand that life isn’t a straight line, but a series of choices that lead us closer to the person we’re meant to be.

The night is deep, the world asleep,

While stars above their silence keep.

I sit alone, yet not unknown,

This moonlight makes me feel at home.

They told me how the story goes:

Work hard, be strong, stay in the rows.

But I stepped out, I crossed the line,

To chase a life that felt like mine.

They warned me not to fly too far,

Yet still I followed every star.

I left behind the world I knew,

And built a path I knew was true.

I’ve laughed in love, and grieved in pain,

Danced in the sun, cried in the rain.

And all those moments, dim or bright,

Still shimmer soft in memory’s light.

Is this the dark, or is it light?

The edge between is faint, yet right.

It bends, it blurs, but does not break—

A quiet peace I choose to take.

Now I have learned a life well-lived

Is not in all I took or did,

But in the breeze, the bloom, the glow,

The things I rushed and didn’t know.

So let me not be known by name,

But by the joy I tried to claim.

The stars have watched me all along,

And in their glow, I still belong.