The ocean hums your name in whispers,
a melody carried by tides that know no end—
steady, unyielding, like the strength
you quietly weave into each moment.
You are the calm between waves,
the stillness where dreams gather and grow,
a reminder that patience is not idleness,
but the art of believing in what is yet to come.
Your hands, though unseen,
have built a life from fragments of stardust,
and with every step,
you’ve planted seeds of a future waiting to bloom.
There is no rush in your horizon,
no weight you must carry alone—
only skies vast and open,
ready to greet you with all you deserve.
You’ve taught me to trust the wind,
to find comfort in my own rhythm,
and to love with a heart unafraid
of the depths it may reach.
And though I may never say it aloud,
you will always be my North Star,
the quiet light that guides me home,
the love that rests gently in my soul.
So here’s to you—
to your endless skies,
to your steady tide,
and to the place you hold
forever in my heart.
This was written by our contributing writer, Atia Sanjida.
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