[Verse 1]
There's a stillness that you wear like a second skin,
A grace that hides the ocean churning deep within,
You weigh the world with care before you make a sound,
A mind that turns each stone until the truth is found,
They see the balance, they don't see the tide,
All those fathoms running dark and wide inside

[PreChorus]
But everything you carry has a reason and a rhyme,
You were written into being at the right moment in time

[Chorus]
Maritha, you are deeper than the words you choose,
A quiet kind of fire that the world can't lose,
Both the scale and the current, both the calm and the deep,
You are more than the composure that you fight to keep

[Verse 2]
You love like something ancient that refuses to be tame,
Not a surface-level flicker but a slow and sacred flame,
You keep the warmest parts of you behind a careful door,
Giving all your light to others while you guard your own core,
And though you've wondered if your worth was real or earned,
It was never something owed to you — it's something that you are

[PreChorus]
The wounds you carry quietly have carved you into grace,
Every hollow that you've walked through carved a wider, wiser space

[Chorus]
Maritha, you are deeper than the words you choose,
A quiet kind of fire that the world can't lose,
Both the scale and the current, both the calm and the deep,
You are more than the composure that you fight to keep

[Verse 3]
There's a calling in your chest that pulls beyond the known,
A hunger for the meaning underneath the bone,
You've built your path with patience, stone by careful stone,
Not because you had to prove it, but to make it your own,
And the world you've always dreamed of, just and fair and true,
That vision isn't restless longing — it already lives in you

[PreChorus]
You don't need to keep rebuilding who you are to earn your place,
You were always whole enough, you were always enough grace

[Chorus]
Maritha, you are deeper than the words you choose,
A quiet kind of fire that the world can't lose,
Both the scale and the current, both the calm and the deep,
You are more than the composure that you fight to keep

[Bridge]
The cosmos didn't write you lightly, every line was placed with care,
Every contradiction in you is a gift beyond compare,
You were made to hold the tension between the depth and light,
A soul both soft and sovereign, both the wound and the flight

[Outro]
You are held by something larger than the storms you've known,
Maritha, you are everything — and you are not alone