In the seemingly simple conversation, words fall;
igniting a spark, faded embers turning into wildfires,
thawing winter ground.
Words spoken, so ordinary, yet weighty
seedlings of hope emerge from sacred ground,
as dreams long forgotten are reawakened.
Breath into dry bones, spirit coming alive
through stories of kindness and memoirs of hope.
Grace is gently nudging, guiding, waiting.
Simple conversations igniting the flame,
a pathway of light, leading us closer