The Magic You Are

Breathe in the moment, breathe out the old,
A story in which you are brave and bold.
A whispered reminder, a gentle decree:
“All that unfolds is meant for me.”

For you have weathered the coldest night,
And rose from the ashes, blazing, bright.
A force of fire, a resilient spark,
That lights up the world from within the dark.

You are the weaver, the witch, the sage,
Who writes all the rules on life’s vast page.
You build your own worlds with thought and with will—
A magic that answers your soul’s soft call.

So tell yourself often, “A magician am I,”
And watch how the wonders begin to draw nigh.
Your life is a mirror, a truth you can see:
It shines with the strength you’ve awakened in me.

A single intention, a seed of desire,
Fed by your faith and your heart’s inner fire.
You nurtured with action, you trusted the start—
Is this not magic, this work of your heart?

To meet what you longed for, to hold the divine,
The moment you whispered, “This blessing is mine.”
The world is all wonder, alive and aware—
A garden of miracles, blooming right there.

Oh, if you could feel how close you are now
To the dream that you carry, the sacred vow.
The flower of seven petals leans ever near—
You only need listen… and lean in to hear…

And finally, softly, allow yourself
To believe—
To believe.

Автор: Пожарская Олеся
18.10.2025

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