There is a light
Glimmering
Within me
Someone important once told me this
He told me
In times of need
To close my eyes
To see the flame
And to grow that flame
until it takes up
every inch of space
within me
I have taken this flame for granted
Assuming it will always be there
I check on it
just to be sure it is lit
But have not tended
nor care for it as I should
Sputtering
Crying out
Pleading for nourishment
Sustenance
I wave it away
You are lit, I say
That is enough.
That is not enough.
This light
This constant flame
Stirring within me
Yearns to grow
Yearns to overtake
Yearns to be so brilliant
So powerful
That it would burst through me
Synchronously touching those i touch
This light would will itself to emanate
through my fingertips
through my eyes
through my smile
Rendering me whole
solely through it's existence
The light wills this
And
If I am the light
I can will no less.
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