Rise and Shine Brightly

Rise, and I open like a flower in bloom,
petals soft, still trembling,
awaiting the light that will sweep over me.

This story was written with the assistance of an AI writing program.

And the light,
maybe no more than a whisper of possibility,
moves through my veins,
painting the shadows in golden hues,
lifting me up,
a quiet force,
pushing my feet from the earth,
offering a dance that leads somewhere new.

I rise, reaching,
pulling the weight of the sky into my chest,
a steady breath drawing forth my heart,
in this dance of becoming more.

Doubt tries to linger,
like an uninvited guest,
creeping in,
shaking the ground beneath me,
but the light is brighter,
stronger,
finding cracks, filling them with hope.

Look, I am rising — standing taller now,
smiling, even as the weight shifts,
learning the rhythm of this new movement.
I cannot tell you
how it has come to this,
but the song is here,
and I am ready to shine.