My Religion is Poetry
My religion is poetry; my god is inspiration
In a wonderful, generous world.
All I want is to embrace innovation
To the mind and to easily it hold.
My perception is writing; my joy is creating
Despite lacking the wings that could fly.
All that is left are my courage and mindset
That persistently moves me to try.
When nature responds to feelings
In a trustful, caring way
Set the words to unknown, to pass any sealings
For life under the golden luckiest ray.
So on, further lasting, as we turn our hope
To the dream so true to fulfill.
Never letting the purpose become invisible,
The magic inside our souls is burning still.
© Copyright: Julia Bruslavskaia, 2026
My Religion is Poetry
© Copyright: Юлия Бруславская, 2026
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