In the beginning,
We are but a spark,
Growing a body,
A simple, not so simple,
Shell for that spark.
At this point of our existence
We have ‘become’ from love,
Born from that universal spark.
As a growing fetus
We are nurtured
We are loved even before
We are born.
Then we become survivors
Or not.
Then it becomes a little complicated.
If you are reading this,
Your spark has survived.
In previous lifetimes
We’ve been loved.
Our lives taken by others
Kept by evil
And lost our soul mates.
We have experiences
That have shaped us,
Ancestry within us,
Time has come to this moment,
We consider how we are to survive,
Moving forward.
If all that we crave is love,
Then all that we are is love,
And all that we can give freely, is love.
Time to see we are worthy.
We are but a spark,
Our bodies, grown, into a simple,
Not so simple shell,
For that spark.
Spark = Love
Sparkle
It’s a beginning.
