In the quiet of a restless mind
A spark ignites, a path to find
One soul steps where none have been
A dream unfolds, unseen, unseen
Not by force, nor claim of right
But by the fire that burns so bright
The first to see, the first to feel
The Source who dares to make it real
One who starts, one who leads
Holds the thread that plants the seeds
Not by title, not by name
But by the heart that fuels the flame
Many gather, hands in place
Yet all move within one grace
The Source still holds the silent call
Without its voice, the tower falls
A torch can pass, but never fade
A vision strong, a world remade
Ownership is not of gold
But of the story, brave and bold
So if you start, then start with truth
Know the fire lives in you
For every wave that meets the shore
Begins with one who dreams for more
One who starts, one who leads
Holds the thread that plants the seeds
Not by title, not by name
But by the heart that fuels the flame