Saturday, January 4, 2014

The Candle

There is a tiny candle glowing deep within my soul.
It speaks to me and lights the darkened corners I behold.
To some its music, others brushstroke.  For authors it is prose.
But when we recognize it, its flicker grows and glows.

The pen, the brush, the instrument - utensils of the light.
But also there is guidance that lets your mind take flight.
Brilliance hides beneath the fearsome, shadowed cloak of night.
Illumined inspiration flows from tiny sparks made bright.

The candle’s waiting, ever present, ever out of view.
For centuries its light has been there, lit for those who knew.
This secret flame is in you too.  I’m certain this is true.
And if you give attention to it, it will guide you too.

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