In recesses of the mind, a gentle spark,
Transcranial waves ignite the dark.
With magnetic pulses , like morning light,
They chase away the shadows, bring back the bright.
A dance of neurons, a symphony refined,
Rewiring thoughts, leaving doubt behind.
For those who wander through valleys of gray,
TMS lights the path, guiding the way.
Anxiety trembles beneath its embrace,
Depression’s grip finds a slower pace.
With each rhythmic pulse, hope takes flight,
Restoring the balance, rekindling the light.
No more the weight of a heavy shroud,
In the quiet hum, hearts speak proud.
A non-invasive touch, a tender release,
From turmoil and chaos, a journey to peace.
In clinics, the air buzzes with change,
As minds awaken, neural connections rearrange.
With science and spirit intertwined,
Transcranial magic reshapes the mind.
So here’s to the waves that uplift and mend,
To healing and growth that knows no end.
In the realm of the brain, a bright new dawn,
With TMS, a brighter future goes on and on.