​My Strong Lilly

In the quiet moments
when the world holds its breath,
I watch you rise,
strong and resilient,
like your namesake, you’re a lily blooming on still waters—
your petals unfurling,
a canvas of colors painted by hope.

You are my refuge,
the place where my heart finds rest.
In your presence, I am anchored;
in your laughter, I find the music of life.
Each day you face with courage—
a warrior in soft shadows—
and I stand in awe,
proud as the sun that breaks dawn.

You navigate storms with grace,
turning chaos into a dance of purpose;
each step you take whispers resilience.
With every challenge met and embraced,
you teach me what it means to grow—
to thrive amid turbulence.

Your spirit is a beacon,
lighting paths yet unseen;
an inspiration woven into the fabric of my days.
When doubts creep like shadows at twilight,
you shine brighter than constellations above—
reminding me we are never alone.

Oh my albi! In this vast world with the wind’s gentle breath a symphony unfolds;
you are the note that resonates deep within me.
Together we weave stories from dreams untold, as roots entwine beneath murky waters, unbreakable bonds nurtured in silence.

You are my Lilly-pad, my rohi, where all burdens float away, and joy springs eternal. With each heartbeat echoing love’s refrain, I celebrate you— for being strong, for being you; my heart’s compass guiding me home.