“The Ember”

By Raymond Roy

When I go out into the world I bring with me a heart in the form of a torch.

By nature, for whatever reason I feel the need to “play” the role of an illuminator perhaps a people pleaser.

Optimistically, I set up  a stand and giveaway pieces of my torch like a food sample representative in a grocery store., some people are not interested, and throw it in the trash. Trapped in this hyper mode, I can often find myself with nothing left, but an ember.

With a dwindling torch I humbly return to those within my circle/my orbit who selflessly breathe the oxygen of love and understanding upon the ember of my soul, with each breath making it glow, once again igniting my hearts flame.