In quiet rooms where shadows dance,
A gentle light, a sacred trance,
The healer’s hands, a soft embrace,
Inviting peace, a tranquil space.
With every breath, the currents rise,
Like whispers carried through the skies,
A flow of warmth, both deep and pure,
In stillness found, a heart’s allure.
Energy spirals, a river’s glide,
Through channels open, side by side,
Each touch a bridge, each note a song,
In unity where we belong.
From crown to root, a healing stream,
Awakens hope, ignites the dream,
It weaves through pain, dissolves the fear,
Brings light to shadows, draws us near.
In this embrace, the world dissolves,
A tapestry of love evolves,
Let go, let flow, the spirit’s grace,
In Reiki’s dance, we find our place.
Thank-you for reading.
Much Love and Light,
Brenda Marie
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