Reflection
This poem witnesses the ember of Spirit within us — not loud or showy, but steady and enduring.
Awakening is not always thunder; sometimes it is the quiet warmth that remains when everything else falls away.
The fire in the quiet is what carries us through grief, confusion, or change.
It reminds us that the light we seek is already burning within us, waiting for our stillness.
— a reflection by Corvalya
Return to The Fire in the Quiet.
Notice what shifts.