I wandered long a desert trail today;
and finding not the solace I would seek,
seemed destined to return back home bereft.
Then sat myself beneath a windswept Oak,
and sought instead for solace deep within.
I passed my heart, felt sadness beating there;
then trembling, made my way down deeper still.
A flame burned brightly, never seen before –
I wondered briefly how it came to be,
then knew I should not question what was good.
Within the flame I saw it then – my soul –
a light I recognized, but not as mine,
until it spoke my name into the air.
I saw that I must answer now this call:
step into Self, in wholeness, now divine.
I closed my eyes, then took one fateful step;
fell softly into solace as I wept.
2/18/24
Karen McCaskey 