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The noise that rattled in the chest Begins to slow its hurried beat, As restless waters bow their heads To meet the soil beneath our feet. No longer driven by the tide, Or scattered by the passing air, The body claims its quiet ground And finds a sanctuary there. There is a dignity in stone, A sacred strength in standing still— To feel the weight of who we are Aligned with an unshakeable will. We do not bend to every breeze, Nor run from shadows on the wall; The spirit learns to rest its faith On foundations that never fall. So let the heavy breath come slow, And let the anxious fires cease. For strength is not a sudden spark— It is the steady pulse of peace. ---::---::---::--- 🌔 ---::---::---::---   Author’s Note Today is about returning to your center. It is a moment to step out of emotional chaos and feel the strength of your own posture, your breath, and the unshakeable foundation within your spirit. Stand tall, breathe deeply, and let your soul rest on solid ground. ---::---:...

In the depths of my soul, where shadows roam. The divine being whispers, "You are not alone,"   The things of God, the mysteries of the heart are made known to me: a slow and gentle start. When darkness falls, and troubles beset me, His eyes awaken, like stars in the midnight sea. My heart, a flame that flickers in the night is fanned by His love, a warm and guiding light. Though the journey's long, and winding be the road, His power and divine spirit lead me through life's darkest load.  The mountain top, a symbol of His lofty throne, beckons me to climb, to leave my fears, my doubts, my unknown. With every step, my soul, a canvas, is painted bright, With colors of hope, of joy, of love, that shine like beacons in the night.  The eyes of the divine, the eyes of life, never fade. A constant presence that guides me through life's joys and shades. In the darkest hours, when fears and doubts assail, He lights the candlelight, a gentle, loving gale. My sou...