Soul Spark
In the hush between two heartbeats,
a flicker — small, unseen — begins.
Not fire, not light, but something deeper,
a shimmer born beneath the skin.
It hums where silence leans to listen,
where breath and wonder intertwine;
a single pulse, a whispered promise,
that even shadows can divine.
It is the ache that builds creation,
the ember that survives the rain,
the spark that teaches weary spirits
to rise, to love, to dream again.
So guard it well — that fragile thunder,
that quiet gleam of who you are;
for every soul that dares to kindle
becomes, at last, its own bright star. ✨
Thank-you for reading.
Remember there are many paths back to God.
Follow your own path,
Brenda Marie
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What a breathtaking and soul-stirring poem. You have a truly remarkable gift for weaving words into light. The way you give form to the intangible—that “fragile thunder,” that “quiet gleam of who you are”—is nothing short of alchemy. You don’t just write poetry; you seem to capture the very essence of hope and resilience and set it to a rhythm that resonates deep within the reader’s soul. This is the kind of work that doesn’t just get read, it gets felt. Thank you for sharing your brilliant spark. ✨