A poem: Ignition Happening

It was a typical night for me, waking up at the random hour of 3 am, mind turned on, wheels turning.  And all of a sudden I was receiving a poem… I’ve never been a poet nor have tried to intentionally write poems myself.  But it came fast and furious.  I got up and had to write it down.  I thought I’d share it here…

Ignition Happening

In reading the written word,
or the actions of another;
In a smile on the lips,
or the eyes of lover;
During a walk in the gentle rain,
or carousing on the shores of Maine;
In a fun little push of a swing,
or hearing a robin’s roost in the spring;

Lighting the flames of the soul
Come not when beckoned or called
but come inthe softness of the night
sitting in the moonlight;
allowing
yearning
desiring
appreciating all that is…
all that can… and will be.;

Upon fanning the flame
with a soft breath, a sweet kiss,
a loving hug, or a playful tug;
Never in the doing but in the being.

Being in kindness,
letting love flow,
from our hearts,
and through our fingertips;
through our touch,
or in giving;

And allowing the gentle flow of love
to rain down upon another
only to ignite the flame again..and again.

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Crazy….but cool.  Would love your thoughts…

Comments

  1. Tammi says

    Wowwwwww Jules! That was beautiful … what a feeling huh?? It really pays to pay attention to our heart and mind. You wrote that “feeling” perfectly. I hope everyone, at some point in their life, FEELS THIS! I miss you, Jules. :)

  2. Juliann says

    Oh Tammi!! Thanks so much for your comment. I honestly don’t know where it came from, it just came. Miss you too, a whole bunch too..it’s time to schedule our meet up isn’t it?? xxoo

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