AWAKEN AS A SOUL
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MatureComplete Mon, Nov 17, 2025<5 mins
This poem describes a person waking in a dark, quiet room, feeling lost and searching for guidance. A familiar voice speaks, though its face cannot be seen. The darkness represents confusion or emptiness inside the person.
The voice tells the speaker, "You are the light," meaning that the soul already carries a spark of life, goodness, and purpose-but it has dimmed. Through a series of questions and metaphors, the voice explains that just as a fish cannot survive outside water, a tree cannot grow without soil, and a lamp cannot shine without oil, the soul cannot truly glow without God-the eternal, unburning flame. This flame does not destroy but warms, guides, and illuminates from within.
The poem ends with the speaker realizing that God's flame has always been inside them. The compass metaphor explains that guidance alone is not enough; even if you have tools or advice, without the inner flame-the presence of God-you cannot find your path. The flame allows the soul to see clearly, to move with direction, and to shine even in the deepest darkness.
In essence, the poem is a meditation on awakening the soul, finding God within, and allowing that divine light to guide life's journey.
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