And when magic is lean and your mantra seems tarnished and messy,
when courage is desperate for a way to escape and dreams are filled with regret,
when being headstrong and proud leaves you sort of wishing for reasons
to abdicate your throne, whatever that may be, remember…

a vulnerable soul has power
Stories of struggle exist to strengthen
and even as crooks and villains observe perceived weakness
these burdens, the chains that weigh heavy, can be lifted

Patience lives within silence
like a second hand sweeping across a clock
It perseveres, it plans, it promotes success
Yours

Claim it

photo: #BardsBits
prompts: Lyric Ideas, #BardsBits, The Sunday Whirl