Happy to share that a poem of mine was recently published on Vessels of Light. It was inspired by reading the poignant poetry of my friend Megan Huwa.
Please check it out below!
Incandescence — Vessels of Light
— Read on alexisragan.com/lithouse/twrhbjn57wjamhzwhhwn5zx36w7k3j
Late at night
her eyes are wide open
as two full moons
beaming out in the dark.
Inside fires burn
flames flicker and refuse
the stillness of sleep.
She gets up
grabs her book
a sweater
a snack
and keeps a late night kitchen vigil
with insomnia…
–this date with quiet–
delicious silent solitude.
She feeds her soul
with bread and words,
then rubs her fingers together,
lights the surrounding gloom with sparks
and writes fire!
Holy Spirit,
You are like a velvet flame
enveloping me in Your warmth,
surrounding me with Your light
till even my insides glow
and the beating of my heart
is a pulsating brightness
emitting Your love.
Without You—
a burnt wick
a cracked and snappable thread
a lack of light
an emptiness.
Holy Spirit,
remember those days
almost 12 years ago now
when I was so excited
to receive You for the first time?
When I imagined You coming to
take up residence in me
the way a cat curls up cosy
on her master’s lap,
bringing warmth and comfort?
Thank You for being with me
guiding me
inspiring me
helping me
my true muse and soul’s friend.
May I always speak Your words
spread Your love
shed Your light
and bring the twinkle of Your beauty
into the world.
(Image from watch and pray blog)
We are ashes, yes,
but underneath the dusky soot
that covers us like skin—
embers of glowing fire!
When the Holy Spirit blows,
like that first breath upon the waters,
we are enkindled
and hearts of heavy clay
become inflamed with Love.
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