That flame of longing

Something within,
behind the flutter
of color, light, and hope
watches gently,
blowing wisps of spirit
to rattle the pages
and hold our interest.

Something within
knows and fans
that flame of longing,
understands and accepts
that the anxious hunger
which makes us restless
also drives us forward,
ever deeper,
ever closer,
to that
which is also
You.


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