Because you believed
It starts as a flicker, a small, stubborn spark,
A candle held steady against the vast dark,
When I was a shadow, convinced of my flaws,
Caught in the grip of my own silent pause.
Then you turned your gaze, like a lens to the sun,
Saw the race not yet raced, saw the work not yet done,
And where I saw iron, rusted and thin,
You traced the vast potential humming within.
There is a weight to that look—it is steady and kind,
It anchors the chaos that wanders my mind.
It isn’t a push, or a demand for the prize,
But a quiet reflection held deep in your eyes.
Suddenly, gravity loses its sting,
And the heavy-locked spirit finds air for its wing.
For it’s easy to doubt when you’re standing alone,
But harder to shrink when your worth has been shown.
It is a bridge built of faith, spanning canyons of fear,
Making the path ahead suddenly clear.
Because you believed—when the belief was too small—
I am finally standing, and ready to fall,
And rise, and continue, and dare to be true,
Carrying the light that you first found in me, too.