I am the mage, the sole artificer,
In boundless flights, my mind takes wing.
I am the mage, the sole artificer,
I know the song that eons sing.
To love the self as a prayer divine,
To keep the spirit’s honor bright.
Whatever seeds the foe designed,
I turn to love and give them light.
For loyalty and for the soul’s increase,
For every blessing, grace, and might.
The Truth and Value—inner peace,
My sacred mark, my guiding light.
My guiding light
© Copyright: Рэй Спиридонова, 2026
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