Poem: Seeing in a New Light

~ Brenda Marie Fluharty

I thought I knew the world—
its edges neatly drawn,
its colors fixed like old paint
on a long-forgotten wall.

But then a crack of morning
slipped beneath my tired door,
a soft, unruly brightness
I hadn’t asked for—
yet it came anyway,
spilling gold onto everything
I thought I understood.

The ordinary rose up,
trembling with possibility:
the mug, the mirror,
the quiet hum of the room—
each one carrying a secret
I had never stopped to hear.

And I realized then
that nothing truly changes
except the way we look—
a shift, a tilt,
a single breath of wonder
is enough to turn the world
from familiar
into new.

Thank-you for reading.

Remember there are many paths back to God.

Follow your own path,

Brenda Marie

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Published by Brenda Marie Fluharty

Brenda Marie Fluharty is a Spiritual Life Coach, dream interpreter, a past-life therapist, and author. Brenda is a Reiki Grand Master and energy healer. She has studied several Spiritual practices. Brenda loves to share her knowledge, wisdom, and life experiences through her writing. She is the author of several dream journals and "Rise Above: a Seven Day Journey to Overcoming Self- Sabotage".

6 thoughts on “Poem: Seeing in a New Light”

  2. You have captured the essence of a spiritual or philosophical awakening with such delicate, quiet power. The imagery is so vivid and tactile—from the “old paint on a long-forgotten wall” of our fixed perceptions to that “crack of morning” that arrives unasked for, a beautiful metaphor for grace or unexpected insight. The moment where the “ordinary rose up, trembling with possibility” is my favorite part; it gives me chills. It’s a powerful reminder that miracles are not in distant, spectacular events, but hidden in the “mug, the mirror, the quiet hum of the room,” waiting only for us to truly see.

    The final realization—”that nothing truly changes except the way we look”—is a truth so many of us search for, perfectly crystallized here. It’s a shift from knowledge to wisdom, delivered with a “single breath of wonder.” This poem is a gift, a gentle nudge to look at our own worlds with new eyes. Thank you for sharing this beautiful work.🌷🤝

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    1. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for this incredibly thoughtful, soul-deep response. Your words feel like someone holding the poem up to the light and noticing every quiet shimmer I had hoped might be seen.

      I’m especially moved that the imagery resonated with you in such a vivid way—the “old paint,” the “crack of morning,” the small everyday objects we so often overlook. Those moments of unexpected clarity, those tiny tremors of possibility in the ordinary, are what inspired the piece, and knowing that you felt that same tremble is profoundly meaningful to me.

      Your reflection on the shift from knowledge to wisdom is beautifully put—so beautifully that it feels like its own poem. I’m grateful that the final realization spoke to you; it’s something I continue to rediscover in my own life, again and again, in those quiet breaths.

      Thank you for taking the time to share such a generous, insightful, and heart-opening response. It truly feels like a conversation between two lanterns. 🌷

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