Conviction .... Prose Poem ....

Spirits low,

Thoughts rambling,

Then I thought of you...

My flicker of light in the dark,

The inspiration when there is none,

The spirit of my spirit,

That puts passion back into my soul,

Vision back into my sights,

The life vest that keeps me afloat,

When the hurricane threatens to pull me under its treacherous currents...

As my face smiled,

I thought of you today...