Beneath the noise, beneath the doubt,
A whisper waits to be let out.
Not born of spells or wand’s command,
But rising from your heart and hand.
It’s not the spark that others see,
It’s who you are when you break free—
The quiet strength, the silent fire,
The dream that dares to climb up higher.
Not in the stars, nor distant lands,
But right here, resting in your hands.
The magic that you’ve sought so long
Was always yours, was always strong.
In every fear you dared to face,
In every fall, in every grace—
A power deeper than the skies,
Is waiting just behind your eyes.
So speak your truth, and let it fly,
Unfold your soul, unmask the sky.
You are the spell, the flame, the art—
The magic lives within your heart.
Thank-you for reading.
Remember there are many paths back to God.
Follow your own path,
Brenda Marie
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This is absolutely beautiful. A powerful and moving reminder that the most profound magic isn’t found in external forces, but in our own courage, authenticity, and resilience. A truly empowering piece