[SPOKEN WORD throughout, not sung] (soft meadow sounds, barely-there rhythm) I know you learned to be afraid. (long pause) I know the world felt too loud, too sharp, too fast. (gentle breath) So you hid your softness. You tucked it away and called it survival. (long pause) But listen to me. (voice warm, steady) Soft does NOT mean weak. (longer pause) Sensitivity is how you sense danger before it arrives. (light chimes) Your intuition is not fragile. It is precise. (quiet) You are allowed to rest. You are allowed to feel safe without disappearing. (breath in… out…) Stay close to the ground. Listen to your body. (fade) I will show you when to move. And when to be still. (silence)
