The flame ignites
When you’re not looking.
Be vigilant and
Know the spark.
Don’t turn away
Cold and disheartened,
Plunging to
Your lonely dark.
There’s a smoulder
In your belly,
A combustion
In your bones.
Can’t you see
The fire light?
Can’t you feel
The heat, the power?
The flame ignites
When you’re not looking.
Wake up, don’t miss
Your brightest hour.
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