A song I wrote about still becoming…

Woke up in the quiet after thunder rolled,

Sky still hummin', but my heart feels whole.

Used to chase love like air,

Now I breathe just to know I'm still there.

Mirror shows a woman I almost forgot,

Tired eyes, but they've seen a lot.

Every scar's a word in a poem of truth,

I'm not broken—I'm proof.

All the pieces I lost are still part of me,

Every fall, every tear set me free.

I don't need permission to rise,

Just the courage to meet my own eyes.

I'm still becoming—slow and wild,

Healing the woman, holding the child.

Learning that peace don't beg to stay,

You build it softly, day by day.

Yeah, I'm still becoming,

And that's okay.

Once I prayed for someone to see,

Now I shine that light back at me.

No longer shrinking to fit their frame,

I'm not their lesson—I'm my own flame.

Grounded feet, ocean mind,

I found freedom in the in-between lines.

Let the tide wash away what's gone,

I'm still here, but I've moved on.

All the love I gave still lives in me,

Even when it left, it planted seeds.

Now I bloom in my own space,

Grace wearing my face.

I'm still becoming—slow and wild,

Healing the woman, holding the child.

Learning that peace don't beg to stay,

You build it softly, day by day.

Yeah, I'm still becoming,

And that's okay.

It's not about the waiting,

It's about the becoming.

Not about the loss,

But what you found running.

Love ain't gone, it just changed form—

I am the calm after my own storm.

I'm still becoming—still alive,

Hope in my chest, soul revived.

Rain may fall, but I'll still sway,

I'm the storm and the sun today.

Yeah, I'm still becoming,

And that's okay.

— Lyrics from "Still Becoming" (now on Spotify)

© Isabelle Ruby — Original song lyrics. All rights reserved.