Wasted Time

I walked through fragile hours of light
Where memories shimmered, then fell apart

The silence held my trembling voice
And taught my soul to breathe again

Shadows whispered quiet lessons
And time became my patient friend

Every loss became a reason
Every wound a hidden flame

Nothing is wasted
Not the waiting, not the pain

Through the cracks
The light returned my name

Now I rise with steady hands
No longer counting what was lost

All this time was carving meaning
And the silence sings with me

Through the cracks
The light remembered my name

Now I rise with open hands
No longer counting what was lost

All this time was carving meaning
And the silence sings with me