The magicians will

Описание: In the silence before the sound
Where the hidden threads are wound
A thought appears, a spark of flame
Before the world can give it name

No thunder rolls, no heavens break
Just the choice that minds can make
A quiet force beneath the skin
Where every outer act begins


No wand of gold
No crown of fire
Just the steady hand
Of inward desire


I shape the dark with what I see
The world becomes what looks through me
A single will, a steady flame
And nothing ever stays the same

No spell is cast, no heavens fall
Just the mind that moves it all
Between the thought and what is real
The hidden power of the will


A circle drawn upon the ground
Not to trap but to be found
A symbol carved within the air
A reminder that the mind is there

Attention turns and shadows bend
The inner world begins to mend
For what we hold within the sight
Begins to gather form and light


No ancient throne
No mystic seal
Just the quiet art
Of learning to feel


I shape the dark with what I see
The world becomes what looks through me
A single will, a steady flame
And nothing ever stays the same

No spell is cast, no heavens fall
Just the mind that moves it all
Between the thought and what is real
The hidden power of the will


Focus the flame
Let the noise grow thin
The outer world
Is born within

A breath held still
A moment long
And chaos bends
To the silent song


I shape the dark with what I see
The world becomes what looks through me
No crown of stars, no sacred hill
Just the quiet power of the will


And in the space
Where thought is still
The Magician waits
Inside the will