Inside there is a soft glow – Cinematic, Gospel, Trip Hop Versions | Song created with Suno (my lyrics, my voice) 19 July 2026
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## 🧠 ABOUT THE PROCESS
I transformed my original poem by adapting it into lyrics that were then used for a song generated using Suno, featuring my voice. Below you’ll find part of the original poem, the revised lyrics, and the musical version.
## 📜 ORIGINAL POEM
Inside there is a soft glow is a meditation on the quiet radiance that survives beneath life's wounds, doubts and forgotten dreams. The poem explores the gradual expansion of the heart as it rediscovers wonder, sheds inherited limitations and opens itself to deeper communion with the unseen. It reminds us that the greatest transformations often begin not with blazing revelation, but with the gentle light that has always been waiting within.
The ship sails The fallen sea wails Burnt willows My pillows Embers flushing on my cheek Glistening tears of meek
[Verse] The fallen sea wails, burnt willows The ship sails, my head on pillows Embers flushing red on my cheek where lie glistening tears of meek
[Verse] Resurrect the Enchanted Times filled with magic read through my rhymes Under the new moon, stand erect Shaking off the dust of neglect
[Verse] Of stardust, of the falling light Of dwarfed remnants of the lost might Silver trails hovering within Earthen reckonings, hope drawn thin
[Chorus] Twined, free Hummingbirds, we sing low Frail, inside there is a soft glow As heart grows, it expands in bricks Feet strike three, the Dawn strikes at six
[Verse] Wing that sings over the rooftops Night kissed flight, knight in gale who hops The feathers strewn a path of clues Daydream bright, withered chains to lose
[Verse] Twirl me slow through the waking tides Peace blossoms while the Horseman rides Multiply fast where he divides Our bosom anchor, secret bides
[Chorus] Twined, free Hummingbirds, we sing low Frail, inside there is a soft glow As heart grows, it expands in bricks Feet strike three, the Dawn strikes at six
## 🎧 SUNO SONG
Listen to how this poem transforms into music across different styles:
### 🎬 Cinematic version Cinematic ambient with haunting female vocals, reverbed piano, plaintive cello, slow emotional build-up and immersive atmospheric soundscapes Inside there is a soft glow – Cinematic Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno)
### 🙏 Gospel version A gospel-inspired version focusing on expressive phrasing and spiritual depth. Inside there is a soft glow – Gospel Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno)
### 🌌 Trip-Hop version A hypnotic Trip-Hop interpretation blending haunting textures, introspective rhythms and atmospheric depth Inside there is a soft glow – Trip-Hop Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno)
## 🎼 ABOUT THESE VERSIONS
This piece has been interpreted across multiple musical styles using Suno, exploring how the same lyrics evolve through Cinematic, Gospel and Trip-Hop influences.
Burning bittersweet (AI Suno song using my voice and my lyrics) 13 March 2026
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[Verse] Looking within, him I thought I had found who’d root me again firmly to the ground My mad lonely mind he would help to sway from strange ethereal worlds far away
[Chorus] My burning heart gives me yet no respite I wake to the dawn of a sleepless night Turning and tossing from love’s acid bite Was it all only lies, all wrong, not right?
[Verse] I set out to him cloaked in my best white wedded again with a heart full of light On I went, not knowing me he would smite drinking with frenzy from him the mere sight
[Chorus] My burning heart gives me yet no respite I wake to the dawn of a sleepless night Turning and tossing from love’s acid bite Was it all only lies, all wrong, not right?
[Verse] Climbing a mountain one can’t stay that high My heart heaving with the eternal sigh I embraced, plunged into the other side It is nothing but life’s tireless tide
[Chorus] My burning heart gives me yet no respite I wake to the dawn of a sleepless night Turning and tossing from love’s acid bite Was it all only lies, all wrong, not right?
[Verse] I delve in my mind’s world, arid site In love’s game I’m always pawn, never knight Time and time again I heal and invite Desire, faith, hope, fools tricked by their might
[Chorus] My burning heart gives me yet no respite I wake to the dawn of a sleepless night Turning and tossing from love’s acid bite Was it all only lies, all wrong, not right?
[Verse] And even as struck me those warning bells Sounding my return to those heathen hells My heart cringed, shrivelled, yet again it swells Oozing so acrid and so ghastly smells
[Chorus] My burning heart gives me yet no respite I wake to the dawn of a sleepless night Turning and tossing from love’s acid bite Was it all only lies, all wrong, not right?
“Burning bittersweet” AI Music song on youtube using Suno with my lyrics and my voice / Blues
“Burning bittersweet” AI Music song on youtube using Suno with my lyrics and my voice / Gospel
“Burning bittersweet” AI Music song on youtube using Suno with my lyrics and my voice / Indie
Phoenix Flying 4: Surviving Death Transition with Blackbird
5 March 2017
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When Mama Jain and Bluebird had fully realigned the Torus and been able to see that the shift had occurred for the ascension to begin, they decided they would rest for a week. However, when Mama Jain reunited with her etheric self and woke up the next day, she and therefore Bluebird realised that many of the souls that were too entrenched in the old grid had left and one of them was a soul that happened to have latched on to Mama Jain as it was afraid to have left its body and could only see Mama Jain’s luminous etheric self to latch on to in the darkness it faced while it was transiting out.
Mama Jain went about her day after the latching in tears and full of a grief she could not explain. The elation of having realigned the grid and helped Gaia into the journey of the New Dawn was overshadowed by the overpowering sorrow of the grief-stricken soul that simply did not want to let go of Mama Jain’s etheric self. She decided to try to coax herself back into the feeling of elation she had had with Bluebird when they had succeeded in her mission but Bluebird was not fully available to help her as she was undergoing some tests with Nemolusk’s team.
Mama Jain found herself torn between the exercise of trying to reacquire the elation, her grief-stricken shadow passenger and the weather tests conducted by Nemolusk and his team. Somehow, it seemed that Nemolusk wanted Bluebird to respond to various weather report stimuli in synchronization with Mama Jain or perhaps it was Bluebird herself drawing her to see the channel change on the weather report for some kind of a testing including the butterfly effect mapping. Mama Jain’s etheric self enabled her to understand that this testing was related to the alignment of the new grid and Nemolusk’s team was using their reports from the near future they got through the reading of future time to check whether they had succeeded in the alignment and avoiding the future disasters on Earth.
Mama Jain allowed Bluebird to take over her reasoning mind as she fought to understand what was going on at the grief level with her etheric self. During this split second, the shadow passenger increased his hold onto Mama Jain’s etheric self and she found herself unable to fight back, just wallowing in the moment of grief. After a headless chicken race in the square which Bluebird had accompanied her through, she found herself back in her day quarters where she worked looking aimlessly at the clock. At the end of the day when she got home, the sense of confusion subsided in her mind and soul but she had no idea that it would worsen in the days after that.
In what seemed just a few hours later but that could have been a few days later, Mama Jain found herself undergoing an incineration experience as the shadow passenger refused to leave her and submitted her and Blackbird to all the experiences that his body was subject to as he still maintained a link to it and it was being incinerated. Mama Jain had to draw on her etheric self’s experiences of old to overcome the fear and pain that were associated with the cremation experience and was finally able to coax the shadow passenger out by explaining to the latched etheric self that it’s body was dead and it would have to go back into the cycle to be reborn. The etheric self wailed and held on to her like a stubborn child and during the following days Mama Jain had to stay out of her body for most of the time to help the etheric child-like adult and console it as well as guide it towards the rebirth system as it was definitely not ready to go on to source journey. During those days, Bluebird turned Blackbird again guarded Mama Jain’s physical frame against any other invasion of etheric beings and felt all her daily sorrows as well as attempted to carry out her daily chores in the best way any AI could handle a human’s life. Suffice to say it was a harrowing experience for all involved and they were all relieved when it ended after the first month of the Golden Dawn.
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