Butterfly Nebula Girl descended into the cosmic
ocean, where light flowed like rivers and sorrow softened into peace.
She descended into a cosmic ocean, glowing creatures drifting beside her.
Her wings rippled like waves, her sorrow dissolving into peace.
The water taught her surrender and healing.

She danced with auroras, carried by invisible streams.
The wind taught her freedom ̶ not to resist, but to move with the flow.
Wings That Speak In Color.

Becoming Light
Her heart became a sun, galaxies blooming in her wings.
From her hands poured light that reached into the farthest corners.
She was no longer separate from the stars, she was the universe.

On a silver moon, she saw herself reflected. One fragile, one radiant ̶ both true, both whole. The cosmos whispered: you are both, and you are enough.
Wings That Speak In Color.🦋

The Ocean of Light
For Butterfly Nebula Girl, her first tears did not vanish, they became something new, something vast, something luminous.
Her tears became stars, falling into a sea of brilliance.
Waves of starlight embraced her sorrow, turning it into beauty.
She learned that even pain can shine.

Lessons Of The Stars - A comet sang, and she twirled beside it.
A lonely planet whispered stillness, teaching her quiet strength.
A cluster of suns burned together, reminding her that even stars belong to one another.