From the depths of silent soul,
Where whispers of the heart unfold,
A truth emerges, bright and bold:
To grow within, from light untold.
No hand can guide your spirit’s flight,
No voice can carve the path to light,
For only you, in silent night,
Can hear your soul’s celestial might.
Teachers come, and teachers go,
But what they teach, you already know.
In the quiet, in the glow,
Your inner wisdom starts to flow.
The seed within must find its way,
Through shadowed night to break of day,
And in its journey, softly say:
"My soul, my guide, show me the way."
No one can make you feel the dawn,
Or paint the dreams your heart has drawn.
In solitude, your strength is born,
Your spirit, like the rising morn.
Grow from inside, let courage rise,
In your own truth, find the skies,
For none can teach you to be wise,
Your soul alone unveils the prize.