Poem: Akashic

In the vast expanse where whispers dwell,
A tapestry woven, a cosmic shell.
Threads of time, both fragile and bold,
Stories of ages in silence unfold.

In the Akashic, the records reside,
A library of souls, where secrets confide.
Every heartbeat, every dream,
Captured in starlight, like a shimmering beam.

Echoes of laughter, shadows of tears,
Reflections of joy and the weight of fears.
Moments entwined in a dance divine,
Each life a chapter, each thought a line.

Here, past and future converge and align,
A mirror of journeys, the sacred design.
With every intention, the pages will turn,
In the heart of the cosmos, we yearn and we learn.

So whisper your wishes, let your spirit take flight,
In the realm of the Akashic, embrace the night.
For within every record, a truth waits to find,
The essence of being, the soul intertwined.

Thank-you for reading.

Much Love and Light,

Brenda Marie