The Flame

Everyone has a flame inside them,

Well, sometimes it’s barely a flicker

Or maybe it’s just a teeny spark,

But it’s there, just waiting for a breeze

To fan it into action.


Once it’s in action, don’t let it go out,

It’s yours to tend and care for…

Don’t let the rain pour down on it…

Keep it dry and hot and springing up

Higher and higher.


Then one day it’ll burn so high and strong

That nothing can put it out, ever.

Not the rain, not a league of firemen,

Not even your own occasional lapses…

It has a life of its own.



Filed under poetry

12 responses to “The Flame

  1. Very true…sharing on facebook and twitter…Thank you

  2. Wow, thanks for sharing it, Boomie! 🙂

  3. Nice poem, Amy. Thanks for sharing.

  4. The timing for this is perfect. I needed to read this today. Thank You!

    • Thanks, Audrina! This seemed to have resonated a lot with people today, and that makes me happy! I’ll be checking your blog and the others a little later…

  5. Libby

    I like this–inspiring. Thanks! Still working on new computer–at work just now!!

  6. Muriel Vasconcellos

    I needed this, Amy!

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