A small flame against the burning fire.
A spark of darkness amongst the black night.
Seek me. See.
The silent blow of the wind in a storm.
The unheard cry of a child amidst cheerful laughter.
Hear me. Listen.
The more it tries, the faster the light dies.
The more it shouts, the quicker the sound fades.
See the spark. Hear the whisper.
The smallest corner of a puzzle cannot be missed.
The tiniest indentation of a tooth is noticed.
It is already seen. Its existence is already known.
For He has already seen.
For He has always cherished,
like the most precious gem ever created.
The echo from the fall of a tree in the wilderness still resonates.
The scream from the bird in the empty desert still cries.
It had always been heard. It had always held a voice.
For He has already heard.
For He has already listened to its cries
since its beginning and before its birth.
Glow with the fire that has been buried and hidden inside.
Shine with the light that has already been given to you.
The star will still radiate just as brightly as all the others.
Eyes will see.
They will realize.
No need to try, to yearn, to cower.
Sing to your fullest. Release that faithful melody from long ago.
Be the harmony.
Be empowered by the Voice. Move and speak with your will.
You have a voice.
Ears will hear.
They will recognize.
Do not strain. Do not be silenced. Do not fear.
It is and it will always be beautiful.
To know. To trust. To believe.
Existence, worth, and strength – Never forget,
never fade away, for there is understanding,
there is value, there is Love.
“Take heart. I am.”
~ March 22, 2010
