
Within the quiet chambers of the soul,
Where doubts may whisper, and shadows roll,
There lies a spark, a hidden flame,
Unshaken by the world’s loudest claim.
It is the will, the inner guide,
That turns the tide, that cuts the tide,
It is the strength to rise and stand,
With steady heart and open hand.
No storm too fierce, no mountain high,
Can steal the light from an unyielding sky.
For when the heart knows where to go,
The path appears, the seeds will grow.
The road is long, the road is steep,
But in our choice, our truth we keep.
Each step we take, each choice we make,
We carve a world for our own sake.
So let them talk, let them decree,
For none can hold the soul that’s free.
With self-determined mind and heart,
We shape our fate, we play our part.
For power lies not in the stars above,
But in the will to rise, to love,
To trust the strength that lies within—
The power to begin again.
Thank-you for reading.
Much Love and Light,
Brenda Marie
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An inspiring poem to start my day! Thanks for sharing
Thank-You