Airsong

I wanna be atmosphere, higher than your all problem,

Floating above the noise, calm in every column.

A blanket in the sky when your nights feel too cold,

A whisper through the clouds with a story to be told.

I wanna be the breeze that clears your weary mind,

The hush before the dawn, gentle and kind.

Not a weight on your chest, but wings on your back,

Lifting you forward when strength you lack.

Let me rise where the thunder fears to roam,

In silence and light, I'll make your heart my home.

No storm can touch me, no shadow can stay,

I’ll be your atmosphere—guiding your way.