I was born in full color
But the world handed me grey
Told me what to hide inside
And what to throw away

You’re Not My Flaw

It’s awkward at the edges
Too quiet to pretend
But when I stay with silence
The gaze begins to mend

I Am The Mirror

No more wishing from the wound
No more hoping from the lack
I speak from what I’ve already tuned
And the field starts speaking back

I Am The Signal

Reality’s not fixed
It bends when I align
It mirrors what I hold
Not what I say this time

I Walk Like

Turn My Signal Into Seed

The Soul Designed

In The Dream

The bark glows deeper on the tree,
A stranger smiles, and time breathes free.
The wind shifts tone to meet my grace,
The field can feel I’ve left the race.

I Walk The World

Morning spills its golden code
Across the path I now unfold
I left as spark, return as flame
The world is bright—yet not the same

Step Through The Radiant Veil

You are the thread, you are the weaver,
The dreamer and the dream, the believer.

Turn My Signal Into Seed

Shanti Panda