Sparked

Introverted Sage

I feel it - bubbling up out of my Soul. 
Restless Spirit - ready to take hold.
Fly with me, Phoenix made of Gold.
The time has come - to have my story told. 

Love saved me from the darkest times of my life. 
Wisdom was given - when everything around cut like a knife. 
Darkness consumed me - living in poverty and strife. 
I could let the demons lead me - but they weren't really my type. 

Balance the scales - breathe in dark - breathe out light. 
Sacred sentences - whispered well into the night. 
Spirit Team - by my sight, reminding me - I'd be alright. 
Softened the hardest parts of me - Loved on me with all their might. 

Brought back from the brinks of hell.
In the darkness - my heart started to swell. 
Faint light - peeking into my shell. 
Once hidden - now a story to tell. 

They hear me - when I speak from my heart. 
Who knew it was this easy - could have done this from the start.
Stepping out of the shadows - no longer playing the part. 
Gracing my life gently - sending me the fated spark. 

~Ruby L.S.~

  • Author: Introverted Sage (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 18th, 2024 23:29
  • Comment from author about the poem: 07.2023.11
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