There is a living fire
That burns within my soul;
Often very brightly;
Then barely more than coals.

The flame receives its  fuel
From passions great and small;
Sometimes hot and furious;
Other times soft and small.

The fire sheds its light
Chasing darkness away
Until all can be seen
Like the fullness of day.

Sweet comfort and delight
Are kindled in the fire
That warms me from within
And lifts me ever higher.

I’m grateful for the life
This flame inspires in me;
I will always honor
And tend it carefully.


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