No Secret to My Way

 



Speaking essence into clarity, purpose, and powering my words,
There is no secret to my way into life,  
One thought, two breaths, and a heartbeat in stride.  
For the record, with a refreshing reason,  
I put forth my art as the fuel for each season.

Knowing the mind drinks one word at a time,  
I present my spells, casting reality’s climb.  
Confident in each step of my day,  
Knowing my prayers spark the light of the way.

A fire that burns in the heart and mind,  
Guiding my path, unfolding in time.  
For with each word, I shape what’s real,  
My journey, my art, my faith, my seal.

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The simplicity and strength in approach, belief in the power of words, and the prayers that guide my path. 

art baby blue


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