Gift of fire

So so many precious gifts you gave to me

Along with the hurting

A heart that does its best to stay open

A mind that questions and always tries

To see things from the other side

A body that became weak and fell

Got hurt but then surrendered to the hurting

Did not let it kill

That inner fire that shone brightly

Even in the darkest of times

Wisdom is the gift

That the ancient masters say

Often comes through enduring the fire

Allowing oneself to hold still

In the center of the burning

Even in a world that is turning

Further and further away

From a less superficial view

And luckily you gave me this strength

Buried it like a dark pearl inside of me

That took its time to work its way

Towards the surface of my ocean

And so it is i feel

My never ending devotion to this

Christ consciousness

For as Jesus told us so many years ago

Those who are close to me

Are close to the fire