In the deepest coldest stillest
dark of the night
One little spark
match, candle, 10 watt bulb
shines brighter
Than the brightest
streetlights, neon light, headlights
in the warmth of
the noonday sun
Just so is
the way one little spark
the glow of a silent dream
of hope
nurtured and coveted and held tightly
eventually growing
feeding the flame
until it lights
the whole of the heart
treasure your dreams
nurture your flame
no matter how tiny
Help it grow