There is a quiet serenity in just being human, of living and learning, loving and even dying. Our lives are like candles, they last for a time, and give beautiful light to the infinite space of time. There is something inherently beautiful about burning bright, that it illuminates the world for others to follow. Some people never grasp that idea, that what they do now, echoes in eternity.
We each have within us the divine spark, the very origin of light and life. It dwells within us, and illuminates our mind. It whispers softly of your own greatness, and of the power of our connections. Listen, and let that light fill you up, so that your spark may ignite those around you. Thus shall we illuminate this shadowed world.
We each find light in different places, yet in the end we must all find it in ourselves. We know that the world is addicted to darkness, and hungers for the things it cannot have. Yet, within us all there is a divine spark, a wellspring of good and hope. So many spend their lives looking outward for light, when all they have to do is look inside their own heart.
Find the good in the world that makes your heart echo with its own light.
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Slide Hammer (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Sometimes poetry doesn't rhyme, but the ideas are just as beautiful.
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