Fires

After yesterdays creation my brain required a little rest, so I take a journey back into my history to present this short poem. It was written to convey a hope for the future when darkness is all around.

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Fires 26 Feb 03

When the fires of autumn
Have all grown cold
And burned to ash
I will be there

Through the cold nights
Of winter I will be waiting
And watching the glow
Dance around the embers

And then, when the sun
Touches the trees in spring
Igniting the blossom
I will fan the spark

And watch the fire grow

Image by dragon762w via Flickr

That's it for now, back again sometime soon...