Sparks tingle as they fly into the air and mark their space in time

The noise they exude exclaims their emotion of being birthed

Their light bright

It shines across the distance of the night

Humans refuse the spark inside

Always seeking through darkness for someone else to be a fleeting spark in the night

You are the spark

Deny it no longer

Let out the sound of your emotion at the birth of your true spark into expression

Light up the darkness with your light

Fly into the air and be suspended by the divine

Engtovo ~ February 27, 2002

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