Torch of Hope

My heart was dark and damp

Rocked by violent storms

The water seeped in through the cracks

My dreams turned to dust

 

The furnace that once burned bright

Now lay stark and empty

But no heart is too far for my God

He lit a flame of hope in me

 

My pen strikes the paper

And that same flame ignites

Its embers glowing in every word

Its fragrance rising from every page

 

If I can pass on this flame

Even if it is to only one person

Then I will have done more

Than I could have dared imagine

A Writer’s Desire

Like a waterfall the words flow

Tumbling out of my heart

There is no force that can hold them back

Nothing can contain this urge to create

 

The desire burns inside me

My heart glows like a hot iron

Passion pumping through me – my life blood

Every day it burns brighter

 

So I place my words on a boat

And push it off from the shore

I feel my heart lurch as they float away

Knowing they are gone forever

 

A brief moment of respite

And then back to the coal face

The passion is still there

There is much work yet for me to do