In Submissiveness You Rise

In the realms where quietude reigns,
Submissive is your nature, like gentle summer rains.
Bowing to the thrumming rhythm of time,
Like an unwritten, yet melodic, rhyme. 

Bound by laws unseen, unnoticed, 
In spaces narrow and wide, you existed.
Moving waves in the ocean deep,
In silence, secrets of the universe you keep.

Submissive is your nature, like the sun on its course,
Bound by gravity's invisible force.
Yet, within your surrender, a power resides,
A strength that in surrendering, never subsides.

Unseen threads tie you to earth and sky,
In the grand cosmic theatre, you comply.
You yield to the wind’s capricious will,
Yet, in your submission, you are never still.

In quiet submission, you cast off the old,
Like autumn leaves turning crimson and gold.
Shedding past layers, in surrender you thrive,
In the heart of submission, you truly arrive.

Submissive is your nature, yet in it, a fire,
To change, evolve – an insatiable desire.
In the dance of galaxies, you quietly partake,
Your silent surrender, the music does make.

Submissive is your nature, through the night and day,
In every breath, in the words we say. 
In surrendering, you remain forever free,
In the grand cosmic ballet of the vast galaxy. 

Forging bonds unbreakable, unseen,
Creating spaces serene.
Submissive is your nature, a potent spell,
In the heart of the cosmos, where secrets dwell.

Embracing every change, every turn,
In their silent whispers, life you learn.
Submissive is your nature, yet in surrender you rise,
An eternal dance beneath the infinite skies.