Poem: River of Plenty

The river flows, its waters wide,
A never-ending, shifting tide.
It carries gifts, unseen, untold,
A current warm with streams of gold.

Open your hands, let it pour in,
The wealth of life, the gift of skin.
Abundance flows, it seeks no door—
It is a blessing, at your core.

Like leaves upon the water’s edge,
Let go of fear, let go of dread.
The river knows no end, no lack—
It gives, it gives, and takes none back.

Thank-you for reading.

Much Love and Light,

Brenda Marie