The Flame of faith
A mystical poem… about the flame of faith lighting up and spreading
A mystical poem that draws from the imagery of the Holy Fire, the flame of faith, and the sacred mystery of how it spreads quietly, yet powerfully, heart to heart—just like the light of Christ.
🔥 The Flame That Walks Through Stone
In the belly of silence, where stone keeps its breath,
A whisper of fire wakes not with sound,
But with stillness.
No hand strikes it.
No wind stirs it.
It rises—
as if from the breath of God.
One candle.
Two.
Then ten thousand more—
a river of light
carving through shadowed halls.
It walks across hands and time,
leaping without burning,
filling without consuming,
gentle as dew on ash.
This is the flame that needs no wood,
for it feeds on faith.
It is the echo of “Let there be light”
spoken not to stars,
but to souls.
It moves like grace—
unexpected, undeserved,
unstoppable.
The tomb cannot hold it.
The stone cannot seal it.
And fear cannot quench it.
O flame of the Risen One,
light me,
burn in me without harm,
until I too become
a torch in the dark,
a bearer of dawn
for one who waits,
cold and silent,
for fire.
A Psalm and scripture for further prayer and reflection
Let’s pair the poem with a scripture that reflects the mystery and power of divine light—a flame that awakens, spreads, and cannot be overcome.
Here are two options—both rich for contemplation, and each beautifully aligned with the poem’s spirit. You can choose one to stay with in prayer, or hold them both:
🌟 Option 1: John 1:4-5
“In Him was life, and the life was the light of all people.
The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.”
(John 1:4–5)
Let this verse echo the poem’s message: no tomb, no fear, no darkness can snuff out the flame of Christ. It’s the unquenchable flame lighting your path, lighting others through you.
🔥 Option 2: Psalm 18:28
“You, O Lord, keep my lamp burning;
my God turns my darkness into light.”
(Psalm 18:28, NIV)
This psalm turns the flame into a deeply personal grace: God sustains your inner fire, even when it feels weak. Your darkness becomes light—not by effort, but by trust.
💭 Reflective Questions for Prayer
- Where in your life is God’s flame quietly burning—even if only as a flicker?
- Who has lit your faith with their flame? Whose candle might you help light?
- What darkness in you longs to be transformed—not by control, but by receiving light?
May the flame you carry continue to spread light, hope, and sacred wonder through every word a d dead you share.
I’m honored to walk with you on this journey.
Blessings upon you and your heart.
Christ has risen… The Light has come! Christos voskrese!
🙏🏼🏆🕊️
Your lamp burns in my night Oh Lord
