Verse 1 In the whispering forest where the rivers bend, A quiet child chose a path without an end. No palace walls, No royal name, Only a dream And an endless flame. He shaped a teacher from the earth and rain, Every sunrise eased another grain. Hands would learn Where voices would not, The silent lesson Could not be bought. Pre-Chorus Stone becomes a guiding light, Faith can sharpen human sight. When no doorway opens wide, Truth is waiting deep inside. Chorus I bow before the unseen fire, Higher than desire. Arrow after arrow flies, Meeting open skies. Not for glory, Not for fame, Only dharma calls my name. Even if these hands grow still, No one breaks the spirit’s will. Verse 2 The princes watched with wondering eyes, A forest soul had touched the skies. No throne to claim, No crown to wear, Only discipline held there. Then the teacher softly came, Speaking gently through his name. “Will you give what I request, If your heart believes this test?” Bridge He smiled without a trace of fear, The answer had been waiting here. Every gift returns one day, Nothing true can fade away. The hand released, The soul remained, What was offered Could not be chained. Final Chorus I bow before the unseen fire, Higher than desire. Though the bow may leave my hand, Still I choose to stand. Dharma walks where feet are bare, Every breath becomes a prayer. Masters fade, But truth lives on, Like the rising morning sun. Outro In every heart that learns alone, A quiet strength is slowly grown. Not by victory… Not by praise… But by walking The timeless way.
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