
Look deep into your heart, be still, be clear,
Beyond the noise, what calls you near?
Not voice of others, nor borrowed goal—
But quiet truth that stirs your soul.
A flicker first, then steady flame,
It whispers not of wealth or fame,
But of the work your hands must do,
The path that winds and waits for you.
It may not shout, it may not shine,
But every step will feel like mine—
Not built of fear, or need to please,
But born of love, and walked with ease.
So close your eyes, breathe deep, begin,
The light you seek is found within.
And when you’re lost or feeling small,
Your soul path always hears your call.
Thank-you for reading.
Remember there are many paths back to God.
Follow your own path,
Brenda Marie
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Great meaningful poetry, Brenda!
Thank-you
You’re welcome. 😊