The Illuminating Spark: A Poem

A poem about wanting to find the sacred in a not so far away place.

(Image description: A photo of a lit fireplace with a stone arch and hearth against a wooden wall and a tasseled tapestry above.) Credit: Photo by Zane Lee on Unsplash

Mundane Pilgrimage

The yearning for traversing

over green fields

to ancient stones

Yields

to the pull of home,

the lantern of liminality,

center of the self and the world.

The faint creak of a front door,

the groan of floor boards,

the feet lighting on holy ground

Consecrates

the busyness of the mind,

the weariness of the body,

the fatigue of the soul.

The longing for reflection,

the desire for contemplation,

the aspiration for inspiration

Reaches

toward the sanctity of the hearth,

the peace of silence,

the melody of nature.

Sacred routines,

cleaning and tending,

each a small prayer in itself.

Gladdens

my heart to peace,

prepping the mind,

the cauldron for illumination.

I am home,

whole and tranquil,

restored and strengthened.

I am at the center,

the center being within me,

a flame kindled brightly.