Spark

She had many suns in her life,
revolving faithfully around each to drink in
their light, love and warmth.

But when her sun went behind a cloud
or disappeared altogether,
she was left bereft,

Searching for another sun
around which she could revolve
and again feel that glow.

One day, there was a glimmer
of sunshine that began
inside of her.

It felt warmer and more loving
and certainly more reliable
than counting on someone else’s.

That little spark of sunshine
grew into a deep glow,
all the tentative threads

Whispering, “Hey, there is joy over here,
Dance, paint, write, create music!”
And she did.

But she still wondered,
could two suns burn bright together?
She decided to dance until she found out.