Poem: Healing Power of the Soul

In the quiet stillness of the night,
Where shadows fade and stars take flight,
A whisper stirs, a tender call,
The soul begins to heal, to fall.

From wounds unseen and scars untold,
A warmth emerges, soft and bold,
It whispers, “Rest, release your pain,
For in your heart, the light will reign.”

Through tangled thoughts, through storm and strife,
The soul remembers peace in life.
It dances in the quiet grace
Of time and love’s gentle embrace.

Like rivers carving rocks away,
It flows through nights, it turns the day,
And every tear that once did fall,
Becomes a seed, a rising call.

With every breath, it finds its way,
The light within will never stray.
The healing power, deep and true,
Is the strength that lives inside of you.

So trust the whispers, soft and slow,
For in your soul, the healing grows.
And though the road may twist and wind,
Peace is waiting, just behind.

Thank-you for reading.

Much Love and Light,

Brenda Marie