Posted in dreaming our loud


“Someone has written
something new
in the ashes of your life.”
― David Whyte

sacred fire

Dead trees wave
in remembrance of pain,
burnt out embers
starkly remain…
assuming a descent onto dark earth
brittle branches crack
coveting rebirth…

if resonance still lingers
of ailing limbs
where vitality withers,
and crashing and burning
to ashen gloom,
the kind earth receives grief
into her




I am an unknown introvert who desires to touch the world with a little bit of magic...

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