Sparks of Light

I know a lot of folk are having a rough go at the moment. I hope this lifts your spirits.

A spark of flame in shimmering grey.
A strike of steel to drive the dark away.
Wispy mist folds into a shroud
Morning strikes the sullen cloud.

The candle sparks upon the sill.
The lark is singing on the hill.
Hearthfires smoke and spring to life
And all the world comes to light.

The light chases the shadows away
And all that’s left are wisps of grey.
A golden glow settles on the land
Painting life both small and grand.

The lowest hill to the tallest tree
Sparks with light jubilantly.
So morning comes through the night
And lifts the world in shining light.

Dreaming in Plot