[Verse 1]
She keeps the storm behind a steady face,
Moves slow and sure, takes up her rightful space,
A fire underneath the quietest ground,
She hears what no one else is hearing — sound beneath the sound,
She's carrying more than anyone has named,
And still she shows up open, unashamed,

[PreChorus]
She built herself from questions and from earth,
Still learning how to trust the fact of her own worth,

[Chorus]
Michele, you are the root and the rising tide,
The mountain and the arrow in its restless flight,
You don't have to prove a single thing you are,
You were written in the dark before the very first star,

[Verse 2]
She loves like something planted, deep and true,
The kind that takes the winter and still breaks through,
She gives before she's asked, she holds the door,
But somewhere in the giving she forgets what she came for,
The world inside her runs too wide to speak,
So she tends the fire quietly, mid-week,

[PreChorus]
But every hidden depth she's learned to keep,
Is not a flaw — it's where the oceans go to sleep,

[Chorus]
Michele, you are the root and the rising tide,
The mountain and the arrow in its restless flight,
You don't have to prove a single thing you are,
You were written in the dark before the very first star,

[Verse 3]
She's wrestled with the mirror, asked the glass,
If all the things she's carried have a place to last,
The wound of "am I enough" runs old and long,
But every time she doubted, she became more strong,
She's been the one who stays when others go,
She's learned the truth that only tested people know,

[PreChorus]
She doesn't need the world to hand her back her name,
The cosmos recognized her long before she came,

[Chorus]
Michele, you are the root and the rising tide,
The mountain and the arrow in its restless flight,
You don't have to prove a single thing you are,
You were written in the dark before the very first star,

[Verse 4]
She's got a mind that hunts for something real,
A hunger for the meaning underneath the meal,
She'll cross the border of what's safe and known,
To find a truth that she can finally call her own,
The work she does, the way she heals and builds,
Is quiet revolution, and the world is changed by it,

[PreChorus]
Her path was never meant to look like anyone's before,
She's not behind — she's standing at a different door,

[Chorus]
Michele, you are the root and the rising tide,
The mountain and the arrow in its restless flight,
You don't have to prove a single thing you are,
You were written in the dark before the very first star,

[Bridge]
Every scar became the soil for something new,
Every question led her closer to what's true,
She is ancient, she is now, she is becoming still,
And the life she's building carries everything she will,

[Outro]
Rest now in the knowing you are held,
Michele, the stars remember what you felt,
You are guided, you are real, you are enough,
You always were — and that has always been the truth,