Persist

To the angels,
she asked,
what is it that
will make my life
more beautiful?

an honest question,
of depth and heart,
a feeling of surrender,
and openness

look to the trees, and the sky,
glimpse the stars,
and pay attention
to the wind,
listen,
and you will find,
ask and you shall,
receive

it was in the quiet,
in the stillness
of the mist,
in the bark of the pine,
and movement
of the ants

a gentle unfolding,
and remembrance
of something sacred,
she awakened,
as from a dream

the flower unfolded,
and became something familiar
this calloused ember
of infinite flame,
a wisdom became
living

a golden feeling,
of light and love
of peace and knowing
let it guide you,
and you shall find
all of the peace
that your soul
craves

By IrieSide

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