Photo by Clément M. on Unsplash

there is a spark,
sitting right behind your heart.
it might dim a little
here and there.
tarnish and have
a scratch or two.

in it’s shadow,
hoping to be forgotten,
are all the mistakes,
the missteps, and
misfortunes of a heart
that has loved without limit.

it’s light shines
when life goes dark.
shows you a path
through the storm.
gives hope when
all feels lost.

you can lose sight of it,
misplace it or
try to snuff it out,
but it’s always there.
don’t hate that spark.
that’s the real you.