The journey within is a winding road,
A path unseen, where mysteries go,
It starts with a step, small but true,
A glance at the heart, a search for you.
Beneath the skin, beneath the name,
Lies a world untouched by fortune or fame,
A quiet place where echoes dwell,
Of stories untold, of truths we tell.
Each twist, each turn, a revelation,
A dance of light and dark’s foundation,
Through valleys of doubt, over peaks of grace,
Finding peace in the quietest space.
The road is not always paved in gold,
There are shadows and whispers, some brave, some bold,
But with every fall, we rise again,
Learning to embrace the joy and the pain.
The journey within, it’s long and wide,
A place where fears and dreams collide,
But with each step, we come to know
The depth of our soul, the power to grow.
So we walk, and we wander,
Through silence and sound,
And in the heart’s deep corners,
Our truest selves are found.
Thank-you for reading.
Much love and light,
Brenda Marie
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