Poem: Magic of Spirituality

In silence deep, where shadows dance,
A whisper calls, a fleeting glance,
Beyond the veil of time and space,
There lies the soul’s eternal grace.

A flame within, so softly bright,
It flickers in the darkest night,
Not bound by flesh or earthly ground,
In every breath, it can be found.

Through endless skies, through worlds unseen,
The spirit soars, both bold and serene,
A thread that weaves through all we know,
Connecting hearts where wisdom flows.

The magic lives in quiet prayer,
In moments when the soul lays bare
The truth that needs no voice or sound,
But rises gently, all around.

It’s in the love we cannot name,
The peace that burns, an ancient flame,
The stillness that can heal the heart,
And guide the lost ones to the start.

In every star, in every tree,
In whispered winds, in mystery,
Spirituality is the spark—
A journey inward, through the dark.

So close your eyes, and you will see
The magic of eternity,
A realm where all is light and free,
A boundless, infinite symphony.

Thank-you for reading.

Much Love and Light,

Brenda Marie