The gentle touch of connectivity
stirs the soul deep inside
a promise of awakening
hope emerges
a surge of longing
begins to stir
from sitting within –
the deepest darkest place
a dance begins
a tiny light –
of seeming insignificance
begins to grow
awakening from hibernation
from death, tiptoeing –
into life, into the light
a tiny glow begins to grow.
Very inspiring poem. Thanks for sharing..
Thank you Eva Marie – I am pleased you have connected with this poem and I wish you well on your journey …
Diane, I love this poem. Thank you for sharing!
Thank you as ever Larry ….