Burn

Sept. 08

The candle's flame flickers bright and dances in the night. Will I shine and burn and dance when I am surrounded by blackest night? When I can't see where my foot steps and I can't hear the music's beat will I still dance and sway to the Breath that spoke me into being?

The candle's flame can see no light and the brightest star is but a flicker. A shooting star last but a second, yet it makes people smile and holds them in awe. I know Poppa smiles too each time He flings one across the night sky.

I want to make YOU smile Poppa as I burn and flicker and explode into dazzling Light, as I fling myself into the darkest night. I want to burn and shine with the Fire of Your Love as I dance across the dark, and watch You smile as the darkness flees from the Light of Your Love shining thought me, in the darkest of night.