Geode Bloom

[Verse 1]
The words were sharp, a canyon wall, too close to touch, too raw.
Then something shifted, deep inside, a quiet, joyful thaw.
A current rising from the deep, where sediment had lain,
Preparing ground for tender roots, through sun-drenched, arid plain.

[Chorus]
Oh, this song, a rising heat, a current in the plain.
It’s not the truth, but how it feels, washing through the grain.

[Verse 2]
The memory, a fossil shard, too heavy to hold tight.
I etched its shadow on the air, bathed it in soft mirage light.
Each phrase, a geologic fold, a secret path unearthed,
And dust that settles on my skin, now carries sacred birth.

[Chorus]
Oh, this song, a rising heat, a current in the plain.
It’s not the truth, but how it feels, washing through the grain.

[Bridge]
The heart's own bedrock, ancient, vast, can hum a brand new tune.
A sudden, breathless, wild release, beneath the desert moon.
The echo finds its mountain range, a truth that softly gleams,
More real than what it tried to hide, vibrant in my dreams.

[Outro]
The desert wind, it knows the code.
A silent joy, a seed I’ve sowed.