Verse 1 The evening paints the tallest trees With whispered shades of rose. The sky is writing lullabies Only the forest knows. My little garden lifts its face, Drinking every hue, As if the Earth herself believes Tomorrow starts anew. Pre-Chorus Every bloom is breathing, Every branch is praying. Even in the fading light, Love is gently staying. Chorus Oh, sing to me, sweet twilight sky, Wrap my heart in shades of fire. Teach these roots beneath my feet How to reach a little higher. If the stars are waiting Just beyond the pines tonight, I’ll become a quiet song Carried on the evening light. Verse 2 The cedar keeps a thousand tales Inside its weathered skin. The flowers never ask the dawn If it will rise again. They simply open, petal first, To whatever comes their way. Faith is just a blossom Choosing hope another day. Bridge Maybe peace is not a place, Maybe peace is this… A wooden porch, a forest breath, A sunset’s gentle kiss. No applause, no grand parade, Just a soul set free, Finding all the universe In one quiet evening. Final Chorus Oh, sing to me, sweet twilight sky, Color every fear with grace. Let the forest hold my heart Like it always knew my place. When the darkness gathers, I will never walk alone. The flowers, trees, and setting sun Remind me I am home. Outro And when the morning calls my name, I’ll carry dusk inside… A little pink upon my soul, A little forest in my eyes. Where the pines remember, And the flowers softly sway… That’s where I’ll find my song, At the close of every day. 🌲🌸🌅 ~R.N.Morabe aka. @Rena Nicole Please 👍🏽 and Share 🤲🏽 my song 🎶 Listen here 👇🏽 https://suno.com/s/nHvdfPxFb2fa5Dvr

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PEACE: Cannot be Found (genre playlist) https://suno.com/playlist/5ce103c7-aec7-4d89-99a6-5b0583afbddc Verse 1 I spent years chasing silence Like it lived somewhere else Past another destination Past another version of myself I thought Peace was waiting On the far side of the climb But the mountain kept on growing Every single time Pre-Chorus Then I noticed something simple Closer than I knew to look Chorus 1 Peace cannot be found Peace is what remains When you stop spending your life Arguing with the rain Peace cannot be found It never left at all It’s what’s still standing quietly When the noise begins to fall Verse 2 Every worry wanted feeding Every fear demanded space Every battle asked for energy Every ghost another chase Whatever holds your gaze grows tall What you release can simply leave Some doors close through wisdom Not because we failed to believe Pre-Chorus Then I noticed something simple Closer than I knew to look Chorus 2 Peace cannot be found Peace is what remains When you stop spending your life Arguing through the pain Peace cannot be found It never left at all It’s what’s still standing quietly When the noise begins to fall Bridge Not every voice deserves a seat Not every storm deserves a name Pause… Exhale… Align… Choose… Energy… What you feed grows stronger What you release can simply leave Final Chorus Peace cannot be found Peace is what remains When you stop spending your life Arguing all the same Peace cannot be found It never left at all It’s what’s still standing quietly When the noise begins to fall Peace cannot be found Peace is what remains What you release grows distant What you nourish stays Outro Peace… Is what remains

I’m bipolar. And I will likely carry that name for the rest of my life. I’m bipolar. Sometimes rage finds me before awareness does, and there are moments I barely remember becoming someone I never meant to be. I’m bipolar. There will be weeks when mania lifts me too high or depression buries me too deep. I’m bipolar. I feel everything intensely. A delayed reply, a different tone, a passing glance… my mind can convince me you’re angry with me when you’re not. There’s more. So much more. But these are chapters, not the whole story. Bipolar is something I live with. It shapes parts of my journey, but it does not write my character. I am still capable of love. Of kindness. Of growth. Of laughter. Of healing. Of being fully, beautifully human. This diagnosis is part of my life. It is not the definition of my life. And it is not the definition of me. ~R.N.Morabe What’s a label you carry? How does it make you feel?

I am learning that I get to practice having more patience with myself, and especially with the world around me.