waiting for another
to light your fire,
a long and tiresome wait
can lead to undesired outcomes.
instead, be the spark.
fuel your own dancing flame.
blaze new trails through air
thick with unrealized dreams,
venturing to uncharted lands.
your potential
is like a seed breaking
through crusty soil,
yearning for daylight.
let the tongues of your flame
lick away fears and doubt
on the path to your unique destiny.
be the spark,
a strong and skillful blacksmith,
with a heart like a forge,
hammering dreams to reality.
fan the inferno,
be an artist casting bold strokes
of color and texture
on the vast canvas of life.
in the warmth of our gathering,
stories of kindred spirits float
like embers above the hearth,
each flicker dancing,
contributing threads of compassion
woven into a tapestry of love,
each spark singing a note
in the harmony of hopes and dreams.
be the catalyst, like a torch
in cavernous darkness,
let your light brighten,
transforming struggles into strength.
let the brilliance of your potential
illuminate the way to your dreams,
like a meteor igniting the cosmos.
© 2025 Bruno Talerico
Stafford challenge day 17/365
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