Keep the fire alive…
that spark in your eyes,
that fire in your heart,
the kindling of your soul.
Let them try to burn you down.
let them make you brighter.
Like hot air always rises,
passion never truly dies.
It smolders
It wavers
It sears
It fades
But it never really goes away.
It just takes a different shape.
Through the hardships and the pains,
those flames will rise another day.
It’ll never feel the same,
and scars will still remain…
But just like snowflakes,
no two sparks ignite the same blaze.