When Word Becomes Sparks

 


When word becomes sparks, 

Heaven is speaking upon Earth.

For the sparkling of the son, 

How wonderfully joyfully lovingly I am.

Every syllable I breathe births a shimmer,

Letters igniting, swirling upwards,

As laughter captures taking the sky,

A constellation forming around I,

Each spark is seed creating a star,

Lightning dancing,

Lovingly swirling beautiful drips,

Blue sparkles flowing from my lips, 

Becoming word, being win.







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