When love is your passion
Your hobby’s not a game,
It’s a lifestyle,
A movement,
A yearning deep within that can’t be quenched
By momentary attention or periodic preparedness
No, you must feel the passion rising every day
Until it’s lodged in the makings of your soul,
The first thought of the day,
Before the apricot sun makes her way to the sky,
The final dream before the rising of the moon in your heart
These dreams, they must be tapped, developed, nurtured,
Alchemically converted and swallowed whole
Becoming you
Consuming you
Passion rising in your spirit
Until Spirit guides you home
©SpiritLed 2016