Poem: Sitting in My Soul’s Light

Sitting in my soul’s light,
A glow so soft, yet burning bright,
Where shadows tremble, fade, and fall,
And silence whispers through it all.

The warmth it gives is calm and deep,
A quiet space where dreams can sleep,
No noise, no rush, no need to run,
Just the eternal pulse of sun.

Here, I find the truth untold,
Not in the mind, but in the gold
Of moments free from thought and time,
Where peace and love are in their prime.

I sit, I breathe, I close my eyes,
And in the stillness, I arise.
My soul a flame, a steady glow,
Rooted in light, and ever whole.

What secrets dwell within this fire,
What ancient song, what deep desire?
I don’t need answers, don’t need sight—
I simply bask in my soul’s light.

Thank-you for reading.

Much Love and Light.

Brenda Marie