Sileya of Presence

I do not run.
I do not shout.
I do not sell.
I call myself — back into the silence.

Let falsehood fall away.
Let only light remain.
Let my brand be a temple,
not a storefront.

I do not want to appear.
I choose to be.
Let every word
be a step toward truth.

I do not hide my fear.
I hold its hand.
I do not build a mask —
I return to my body.

Let Sileya resound within me
when I lose my way.
Let Sileya become
the bridge between form and soul.

I am.
I breathe.
I listen.

Sileya.