The Spark
I lost the spark;
believe me, I had kept it forever
and one day…it wasn’t there anymore.
This spark started fires
when the icy winds blew in
It made all the faces glow,
even the ones who were dying
before my eyes.
Rosy cheeked they smiled at me,
while they were slipping away..
Ahh such a spark, only comes once.
It was given to me when I was young…
Such a gift A gift for a Lifetime!
My spark made music
when it was so dark not even
my hand could be found
in front of my face.
It sang me ahead, and I took each step,
knowing I was not being led astray.
Those moonless nights, the towering trees
that spark was a small beacon of sound;
each time I found myself in darkness…
I followed it to safety, fearlessly.
Crazy as it sounds,
that spark, early on,
was unknown even to me.
I took everything as a random
event, wandered through life,
without getting off my knees.
Then one day, in the most extraordinary way
It declared itself: I stood up
and people saw it in me,
like a lighthouse, my eyes turned from cynical
to wide awake and sparkling bright!
After that, I did live a pretty charmed life,
lucky in love and lucky to be alive.
So,I could never imagine the day,
my spark seemed to stay behind.
I lost it.
I had not thought about it,
over decades of familiarity.
If you take too much for granted,
it could start floating out to sea.
I just felt this wave of dullness
one day, wash over me;
when I finally dared to check…
the spark, that I called mine,
was no longer with me.
Karima Hoisan
May 21, 2021
Costa Rica
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So lovely and poignant! Your spark never gets far from you, though, I think. 🙂
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Smiles big…as long as I can still write poetry..I do feel it’s not gone entirely:):) Thank you Dale..❤️
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This is so beautiful, and amazingly written. I felt each of your words deeply! I think your spark is still there, I can feel it in this piece…truly!!! You’re truly an amazing writer. Well done, my friend 🖤🤗✨
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Thanks so much Ace..I really loved your comment.I don’t mean this poem to bring anyone down or worry about me:) Oh yes, when I am writing poetry, I feel it too..I make an odd differentiation between the spark and the muse, but both are usually present, when I am creating something. I think sometimes, that spark wears well with youth, and as we get older, maybe it’s a bit harder to feel it always, but of course it is still there..we just might not see it. We might think we have lost it, but maybe better to say, we have lost the capability of seeing it still in us:) I think that can happen to all of us in the ebbs and flow of life:) Luckily, we write poetry:):)
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Of course, it’s a pleasure!!! A big YES to all your words here!!! I totally resonate and agree! My spark hadn’t truly been found until early last year and I’ve been very in touch with it since. You’re very wise, my friend! Keep shining ✨💫🤗
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And you too my talented poet 💥
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To me, your spark is bright, and ignited through your wonderful words, my dear friend. Another lovely piece, Karima. I love it. ❤️🙏🤗🌼
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Thank you so much Jeff!! Your comments are always enjoyed and inspire me! I am thrilled you “loved” this piece. It means a lot to me…I hope to visit your page tomorrow and see what I have been missing:) Have a great weekend my friend❤️🙏🤗🌹
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You’re welcome, Karima! Always. I did, indeed, lovely. Wonderful…thank you, my friend. Have a lovely Sunday, and wonderful coming week. ❤️🤗🌼🌸💕
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What a piece of magic, Karima! I was glued to each line, noticing the paradox that a poem about losing spark has so much of it woven in. I can feel your quiet confidence all through though. That you are not actually afraid of losing it, because you appreciate if for what it is – a source of magic – instead of taking it for granted. You have learnt from your mistakes. And you see things clearly. Maybe it still plays hide and seek with you, but now you acknowledge its nature. Coz a spark is after all a spark and it’s in its nature to vanish, for it requires constant rubbing, and protecting.
My favorite moment: “I stood up and people saw it in me.” Incredibly beautiful thoughts, my friend. Bless you. :))
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….and what a magical comment Sundaram!! I am not even sure how to express, the happiness I feel, when someone like you reads my poetry and really and allows themselves to to swept along to the end…and then let’s me know, they so obviously enjoyed it:):) You have seen deeply too, and comments you make about me, are so correct. Yes Hide and Seek Is a good way of putting it.. Like Diane says, It is always there, but we have moments when we have a harder time seeing and feeling that truth. In any case, it is very ethereal and must never be taken for granted:) It is a gift…Awww I’m glad you liked that line…That moment was a bit of an epiphany for me in my life.. I thank your sensitive beautiful soul for everything said here.. It just uplifted me and you will never know how good that felt…or maybe you do:) Bless you Sundaram🙏
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Glad to give some of the upliftment back to you, Karima, though, I think I was too full of it after reading this piece to stop the overflowing. Keep inspired, Karima, and inspiring.
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So poignant and beautifully written, Karima. I can understand what you mean about being afraid to lose the spark. It happens to all of us! It’s nice you bring this to light. Sometimes it’s a much needed reminder, that the spark will always be in us, no matter what ❤️😊🤗💕😊🥰😘
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Aww thank you habeebity…Yes, it is something maybe not talked about very much.. It’s hard to admit that even to ourselves….but it happens at times… You are correct for sure, in the metaphysical sense, it is always with us, Sometimes, we forget how to find it..but not forever:) Big Hugs Diana for your support and your wisdom🤗❤️🙏🌹
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Very beautiful and poignant, Karima… but there’s definitely something aglow in your poetry…
❤
David
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Thank you so much David…I’m glad you think you see it in my poetry…sometimes, it just gets misplaced..and I dramatically think it is gone forever:) I actually know..that this is not the case..but sparks, as Sundaram says, have the ability to vanish in their very fabric:)🙏❤️
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So beautiful habeebity ❤️ Your words add so much of radiance to your thoughts in all your wonderful poems. May your spark be illuminated with creativity, magic and beauty like it does always. Keep shining your light UmJulian 🤗🤗❤️❤️❤️💖
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Aww thank you UmAzar..yes, I do know the spark is not lost forever, but there are times it is hard to find, hard to conjure up hard to feel. People like you who are so supportive and inspiring for me, help to put that spark back in my eyes..where it can shine:)) Poetry is a way for me to touch it again..I’m glad habeebity you found my musings beautiful..Hugss 🤗❤️🙏🌹✨
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This has the spark! And it’s very relatable to me to know how it feels to feel as if it is gone. But it’s something that I think we can always reignite. The second stanza really, really works for me. Your poetry gives me such a sense of a completed story. I love that about your work!
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Thank you Ben for your thoughts..Ahh the 2nd stanza yes, was that spark manifesting itself, in my real life..Not as a profession, but as a destiny, I have taken care of at least a dozen people at the end of their lives. Without that spark, glowing bright, it would have been almost impossible…but you know what I mean, there are periods, where it seems harder to find, harder to conjure it up inside. Interesting your comment too at the end,That you feel a sense of completion in my poetry..like a real ending of a story.. and you feel that closure and it feels right. to you. How cool is that? No one ever said that to me before:):)
Thank you again Ben!
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You’re welcome! Yes, you definitely have your own style that is unique. You tell a story through your poetry with beginnings, middles, and ends. I feel that sense of completion in your words. I know you’ll lead me somewhere special and I trust your poetic vision. You have so many sparks in you, Karima. I hope they keep allowing you to create in all these different mediums!!!
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Inshallah🙏
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How I love that internal monologue, Karima! This is YOU when you are somewhere, at home on the sofa or in the supermarket and your thoughts run through your head. I don’t know how much of yourself you show, but time leaves room for everything. And something very special always shines in your poems …
Rosie from Germany
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Yes Rosie…you are right…this is an internal dialogue wondering where the magic went:) Wondering if I can ever get it back again..but Yes it Does come back:) I have always shown way too much of myself in my poetry and that in itself is ironic… as what I might not reveal to someone I met until a long time after meeting them..I might blurt out to entire room of strangers I am reading my poetry to:) Thank you again for your generous thoughtful comment….🤗 Karima from Costa Rica:)
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