Your words have power, soft as a breeze,
A whisper that stirs the leaves of the trees.
With every syllable, a spark takes flight,
Illuminating shadows, turning dark to light.
A kindness, a truth, or a call to rise,
They shape the world, they touch the skies.
In laughter or silence, in sorrow or cheer,
Your words hold magic, they draw us near.
Like rivers that carve through mountains so tall,
Your voice can echo, your words can call.
For in each phrase, a universe grows,
A seed of change in the soil it sows.
So speak with purpose, let your heart be clear,
Your words have power, let them steer
The winds of tomorrow, the hope of today,
For through your voice, the world finds its way.
Thank-you for reading.
Much Love and Light,
Brenda Marie
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