Sunday, February 15, 2009

Untitled Poem written in 1996

She shifts through the ashes of sorrow,
searching for something to make the flame burn bright once more.
The deeper she searched the more her heart gave way,
to the images of a flame that burned bright in her head.
Now there she laid dead amongst the ashes,
and the night breeze whispered in sadness;
but there was a smile on her face, and wide open were her eyes,
staring at a beautiful bright flame of a distant star in the night sky.

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