The Flame of the Heart A flame in my heart, a work of art, A love that time can’t tear apart. Through every distance, every night, The colors still remain alive and bright. I do not force what God has drawn, I trust the Artist from dusk till dawn. Through every silence, every unknown, I feel this love as something shown. Beyond design, beyond control, A sacred brushstroke touching soul. And if this flame was meant to be, I trust the One who painted me. Abrakadabra. Amen
