Saturday, 10 January 2009

• Flames
  
  Fire burning, smoke trails rise
  Draw a path that I can trace
  To the point of origin
  Returning to the unformed face
  
  I thought I understood
  But knowledge left me burned
  From ashes I rose to a new birth
  Yet forgot what I had learned
  
  Warm me to my core, or leave me be
  Though starving, I am consumed
  By the flames of curiosity
  In this blazing question, "Why?"
  
  You hold me, I know not the reason
  I feel content, secure, yet restrained
  Sparks flicker past, singeing us both
  Release to me the beauty and pain
  
  A spark catches fuel, the cycle returns
  With faint traces of memory left
  I lean towards you, and question
  Are these the purging fires
  Before I meet salvation
  Before I learn to love
  
  Your voice is silent by the roar of the flames.
  I rise from the ashes on the ground
  
  Fire burning, smoke trails rise
  Draw a path that I can trace
  To the point of origin
  Returning to the unformed face
  
  I thought I understood,
  But knowledge left me burned,
  From ashes I rose to a new birth,
  And forgot what I had learned.

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