The Whisper of Bay Leaves

The Whisper of Bay Leaves

In the hush of night, I light the flame,

A single bay leaf carries my name.

Its edges curl, its whispers rise,

A bridge between earth and the open skies.

I’ve burned through dreams, through all my fears,

Through weeks of luck, through quiet tears.

Each ember speaks of hope renewed,

Of paths unknown, of strength pursued.

A flicker, a spark, the scent of grace,

A promise etched in time and space.

The wind may scatter, but seeds will grow,

What’s sown in faith, the soul will know.

Each wish takes flight on unseen streams,

Binding moments, weaving dreams.

For in the ashes, truths are sown—

A journey begun, a world my own.