March 1, 2024

My Journey to God

Sacred Fire

I lit a candle in the darkness.
There, enfolded in its circle of light,
I was reminded
   of the Sanctity of the moment,
   the depth of the Silence,
   the warmth of the center becoming Fire;
   the breath of the Spirit,
   the brightness
   and darkness
   of Solitude;
   of Time and Space and Place,
   of being Still.
The candle held Presence for me
   when I could not,
   held warmth for me
   against the cold,
   and comfort in its center
   where it had become Fire.

By Cynthia Leppert
 

(Cynthia Leppert is a member of St. Christopher Parish in Indianapolis.) †

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