I cannot hold my hand to flame
for I know what I have been taught,
the fear of pain from such a thing
and other things
and things that I may not know yet,
nor have been taught
but within there lies a truth,
it burns like the strongest fire in my heart
held by my thoughts and feelings
in a place where emotions reign in peace.
I cannot be party to the darkness,
to stand silent even as it swirls about me
like tornados unleashed,
but I blow upon the prayers within
pushing them outward into the world
as it spins and spins some more,
as days pass I can feel that like everyday
changes will move through and if I stand
and let the flow charge me,
ripping me into the whirlpool where I would be lost
so I write words
and I find pretty pictures that encompass what I see
in my mind’s eye,
that is clearer than the two most visible,
I move beyond the darkness into the light
for that is where the calm will reign
that is where the love will be reborn again and again
and it is where I can dip my hand into pockets
that will never be empty
as long as it is filled with goodness.