[Verse 1]
There's a fire at the surface and a tide beneath the skin,
A sovereign kind of stillness with a storm that lives within,
You walk into a room and something shifts without a word,
The kind of quiet thunder that doesn't need to be heard,
You've carried other people's weight like it belonged to you,
And kept the deepest rivers hidden from the ones who never knew,

[PreChorus]
But the ocean doesn't shrink itself to fit a shallow shore,
And everything you've swallowed whole is what you're standing for,

[Chorus]
Prisca Hélène, you were written by the light,
A lion and a dreamer burning quietly at night,
The cosmos drew you carefully in fire and in sea,
Prisca Hélène, you are more than they can see,

[Verse 2]
You think in poetry when the world expects a list,
A language made of feeling that the surface always missed,
You love with the ferocity of something old and wide,
All-or-nothing, soul-to-soul, you never love outside,
But you've wondered if the depth you bring is too much to receive,
If the grandeur of your heart is something others can't believe,

[PreChorus]
You don't have to make yourself a smaller constellation,
You were built for open skies, not careful hesitation,

[Chorus]
Prisca Hélène, you were written by the light,
A lion and a dreamer burning quietly at night,
The cosmos drew you carefully in fire and in sea,
Prisca Hélène, you are more than they can see,

[Verse 3]
You've earned every answer through a decade-long pursuit,
You don't believe in shortcuts, only systems, only truth,
The duty that you carry isn't burden — it's your bone,
You've built a life worth standing in from everything you've known,
And still that quiet hunger pulls you somewhere past the known,
A pilgrim of the possible, a seeker to the bone,

[PreChorus]
The road that chose you chose you for the lengths that you will go,
What you've survived has carved the very channel where you flow,

[Chorus]
Prisca Hélène, you were written by the light,
A lion and a dreamer burning quietly at night,
The cosmos drew you carefully in fire and in sea,
Prisca Hélène, you are more than they can see,

[Verse 4]
You've healed in the hidden hours, in the silence, in the seam,
Between the waking world you hold and the mercy of a dream,
Your empathy's not fragile — it's a force that moves like tide,
A balm that finds the wounded without needing to be tried,
You're learning that your worth was never something to be earned,
That the light you keep on giving is the light you have returned,

[PreChorus]
The stars don't shine to prove themselves to the indifferent dark,
And neither do you — you have always been the spark,

[Bridge]
Every wound became the wisdom that no lesson could have taught,
Every silence held a wholeness that approval never brought,
You are guided by a current older than your oldest fear,
The life you were designed for has been waiting — it is here,

[Outro]
Prisca Hélène, let the fire and the sea be one,
You are ancient, you are tender, you have always been the sun,
The cosmos wrote you carefully — not once, but every day,
And everything you are is more than enough to stay,