Kindled
You lean in
on hands and knees, you
can feel a cold draft pulling up
and yet a tiny warm glow barely
heats the front of your face.
Leaning in, you purse your lips
and ever so gently
exhale.
A billow of ash greets you, but
you do not pull back and you do
not cease your steadfast instigation
as you feed an ever-increasing
amount of air to ember
and bring the banked fire
back to life.
Just so… dreams are kindled.
On hands and knees with
reverent spirit and life
sustaining breath poured over an idea
that moves beyond itself,
flickering up and carried
away beyond the confines
of our efforts and into the skies
fueling yet more dreams.
Lean in and savor
the act of creating, birthing
and gifting the world
the ignited and igniting warmth
of a dream fed with love.
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