Poem: Wizard and Warrior

I am a wizard and a warrior bold,
With silver tongue and heart of gold.
A sword in one hand, spells in the other,
Born of the storm, earth’s secret brother.

I walk where fire meets the frost,
Through lands forgotten, kingdoms lost.
I speak in runes, in winds, in flame,
And foes fall trembling at my name.

My blade sings truths the dark denies,
My magic carves the very skies.
No chains can bind, no curse confine—
The stars themselves have called me mine.

I guard the weak, I test the strong,
I right the ancient, twisted wrong.
With lightning thought and iron will,
I climb the peaks no time can still.

So mark the ground where I have passed—
A tale of shadow, light, and glass.
For I am more than myth or lore:
A wizard, warrior, evermore.

Thank-you for reading.

Much Love and Light,

Brenda Marie