This past weekend, our son and his wife were in Sequoia
They came home with tales of peace
They explained that some pods that hold the seeds of magnificent trees
will only burst open
and start the growth of new trees
when heated by fire.
I get that!
I have seen what happens when dreams grow cold
When the seeds of greatness
lying within us never come forth
It is because something has put out the fire
Doused by that one last cold splash of disappointment
or fear of failure
fire killers all....
But I also get this....
You can find the fire -
the passion- once again
Find that fire that once filled your heart
You know where you left it.
Get it back
it is yours!
And never let it go out again
And that’s poetiquejustis