Poem -

My flicker in a flame

My flicker in a flame

As I was lying in a daydream I heard a voice call out my name.. tho I couldn’t see anybody it was like my flicker in a flame.. “Was it you my dearest departed Mother?..Oh how I wish that this was true, I’ve reminisced it over and over again.. it sounded just like you”

Tho it was only a soft whisper I reconised your gentle tone as I was lost in my own bubble in a hammock all alone..underneath the big ol’e moonlight gazing at the twinkling stars.. lying in amidst my burning candles that I’d placed in used jam jars..

A spiritualistic moment.. with atmospherics in the air.. I adore karma and ambience with a warm glow everwhere.. perhaps that’s why you spoke my name, I know you loved peace too, so you see my angel up in heaven.. I get my traits from you ❤️