From my writing:

“When that feeling of longing, that tug on your Soul, is first felt, you notice it slowly unfolding, developing, blossoming, like the petals of a flower with the rising of the sun. As it builds, it will start to feel uncontainable. But when it’s first awakened, it’s gentle, almost muted, but the embers of the fire that will consume you are there, glowing, waiting for that zephyr to fan them into sparks…”-