Spark
Flame
Ember
Fire
Burning
Sear
Sizzle
Licking
Blazing
Conflagration
Scorched
Flame
Ember
Fire
Burning
Sear
Sizzle
Licking
Blazing
Conflagration
Scorched
Scars
Pockmarks
Weathering
Textures of
Distress
Hardship
Healing
I wonder at the lives
Lived in the glow
Which to me
Seems just a dot
Reflected
Off a still sea
Reach for the sky
Stand proud
And straight
Find new intent
If naught for aught
But to be seen
Standing here
Survivor still
Where some may fail
Yet I remain
Brothers and sisters
Of the world
We bring its people together
They seem to be much
Grander
Than the times I’m living now
I create them like
A dream
All lofty and sublime
Believing there’s
A truth
To the beauty of the lie
Like your touch
Trailing a line
Along my flesh
A grand delusion
At the end of a road
A wrong fork taken
Many eons ago