Illuminated (Poem by Rosemary Wahtola Trommer)

Illuminated (Poem by Rosemary Wahtola Trommer)

Illuminated poem by Rosemary Wahtola Trommer

Illuminated

Whenever you meet a stranger in winter,
whether you’re shuffling through slush,
or slouched in a plastic seat on the bus,
lift up your gaze from below your cap
to look in his eyes for the tiny candle
that you’ve heard poets speak of,
some glimmer of humor or honeyed delight
that re-ignites when we greet each other,
spreading its light into concentric circles,
ever widening. Imagine a rush hour bus
aglow inside from the tiny candles in all of us,
each one relit by someone who dared to look up
and smile at another instead of just looking away –
seeing at last not another brown coat in a seat,
but a human, illuminated, a sliver of divinity.

by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer

I work to amplify good wherever I find it. I love color, texture, beauty, great ideas, nature, metaphor, deliciousness, genuine spirituality, and exploring new territory. I encourage authenticity, nurture creativity, champion sustainability, promote peace, and hope to foster a new renaissance where we all are free to be our most fulfilled, multifaceted, and terrific selves. Read more here.

2 Comments

  1. Sue Krevitt 8 months ago

    Rosemerry! What a great name!
    And Wonderfull Poem! Thank you.
    And thank-wonderful-you, Polly!

  2. Allan May 8 months ago

    Very nice poem today! Thanks for sharing.

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