In the quiet corners of the soul,
Lies a symphony waiting to unfold.
A hidden talent, a whispering breeze,
Longing to dance among the trees.
Through the shadows of doubt and fear,
It waits for courage to draw near.
With every heartbeat, a silent plea,
For the world to see what it can be.
Like a seed beneath the earth,
It dreams of its destined birth.
Nurtured by passion, fed by light,
It reaches out to claim its right.
When at last it takes its flight,
The world awakens to its sight.
A talent once hidden, now so bright,
Shining with an eternal light.