The yearnings of spring hath been refused
Yet new life abounds in a glint, a glimmer
A melody faint dost by thou ear whisper
A tantalizing voice tempts thee come and go
To bid farewell the time gone by
To follow the inkling of new desire
A symphony ripe with yet unheard sounds
Fierce and fiery notes of glorious timbre.
Wilt thou accompany this lonely melody?
Let not the fire burn the heart to ash
ReplyDeleteA smoldering husk and the ember's tear
Blast it out
Emit it
Take the flame
Project it
Allow your corporeal spirit to cast aside
the shackles of the mind
And dance to the lonely tune
Be the fire
the lonely blaze
consuming all around and bathing the world in its light