There once was a raging inferno in my core
Over time it receded into a moderate blaze
Then a small fire
Now it's just a spark
It was hard when I had to douse my own flames
but God ensured I didn't end up a smoking ash heap

I wondered for a while
why I was unable to reignite my passion
even with gentle and gradual guidance
I had little drive or power
I've noticed how zeal can burn the people I loved
and turn their faces sour

Yet when I needed them most, they just stared
When I needed someone to stand up for me
They didn't dare -  for their minds were elsewhere
But my spark is still there
Waiting, dormant
For someone to love, for a reason to care