The candle light
From the stained glass lamp
Reflected on the walls
Like splashes of stars
Is the lantern to my heart:
It is my Soul.
My Soul is splintering light
Splashed on the shadows of my heart,
The Beacon for my Soul
As the light draws night.
My Soul was once a fading candle
Dripping wax on my heart
And crying out to be lit.
As I light my Soul,
The hues of night
Brighten into day.
What is this dawn?
It is my Soul!
The colors of my Soul
Are hues of purple, blue, and red:
All shades of white,
All shades of black,
All shades of shades.
Without this light,
Where can I go?
‘Where you end is
Where you start.’
Fear, my guide no more;
No rowing on restless waves
Of tears that drown my heart.
Anger set the sail once ago,
But she has met a higher power:
It is my Soul!
There is no map to show me where to go.
But there’s a lamp to light my way:
It is my Soul!
And angels, if you are there,
Please tell me so.
Without this light,
Where can I go?
‘Where you end is
Where you start.’
I’ve never been alone
Though I have felt so,
Letting go my Soul.
And all my grief
Was from this point.
As I denied myself
For others’ sake.
So begins my journey
Out of harm and pain
To live and laugh again.
My Soul, my friend,
So long forgotten,
Now awakened
To the sound of my heart rising
Like the sun
On a crisp morning,
Ready to sail the heavens
On waves of heat,
Evaporating grief
And bitter dreams
From that long, dark night
Of running
From my Soul.
This spirit song represents the turmoil we often feel as we struggle to find our way to the divine. We must make the choice to affirm our Spirit and invoke it to deliver us to the truth: that by seeking the divine, we find ourselves.
Copyright © 2017 Barbara Harris Leonhard
Image: http://karenxavsphotography.blogspot.com/2011/07/candle-light.html
Beautiful 🙂
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