Innermost Sparkle

When the dots decide to sparkle

Behind the curtain of my lashes

The deep notes of the Shamans drum

Put me in a deeper trance.

When the soul departs my body

And decides to take a walk

All I see is spirits ‘round me

Who are always willing to talk.

Some a burly, tall, and mighty

Others shadowy, dark, and deep

But none of them have surprised me

As much as the one I have in me.

When I look at each of them

I realize that each is a mirror of what I feared

And all I can then see is the healing happening

Expressed in myriad of ROYGBIV hues,

Coming straight out of my heart.

Once you decide to accept yourself

And the calling you once thought false

You finally learn to let your colors sparkle

Without letting others dim your spark.