Deep Strata Bloom

[Verse 1]
The postmark blurred, a faint ancestral script,
But the name, like bedrock, anchored my racing heart.
Remembered then the boy, my spirit raw and stripped,
Who saw only fault lines where you saw a fresh start.

[Chorus]
Oh, the current you saw beneath the grey,
The deep, steady root you knew was in me.
You drew the map, you lit the hidden way,
And suddenly, joy, a tide, set my whole soul free.

[Verse 2]
You spoke of mountains, slowly wrought by patient rain,
Of timber strong, though still rough-hewn and prone to splinter.
Said my quiet thoughts were like the forest's deep domain,
A strength rooted down, enduring every winter.

[Bridge]
This joy now, a seismic shift, a slow bloom from the earth's core,
Your faith, a fossil found, embedded in my memory's strata.
The old foundations holding, reaching for the sun-kissed shore,
A quiet, persistent grace, a precious, lasting patina.

[Outro]
A whispered "thank you" on the salt-wet air,
Carried to you, somewhere, out there.