The Currency of Energy

Like currents unseen in a digital stream,

Our energy flows, a magnetic beam.

It weaves through the world in whispers untold,

Shaping the wealth that we seek to hold.

Not merely of coins, nor paper confined,

But treasures that form from the state of our mind.

For frequency hums in the depths of our soul,

Drawing abundance to make us whole.

When fear is the note, we falter, we stall,

Yet love and belief can summon it all.

The pulse of our gifts, exchanged without cease,

Turns into riches, prosperity, peace.

So tune to the rhythm of limitless grace,

Embody the wealth that you wish to embrace.

For you are the currency, shining and free—

A beacon of fortune, a force meant to be.