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By wistful Date: 2002 Oct 20 Comment on this Work [[2002.10.20.20.59.13887]] |
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Burning, multi-faceted brilliance Flying fast and free. You race from perilous peak to peak and sing the search for your soul's mate. Your song fills all the downward-looking, bleak, lost, sun-starved souls who hear its call to rise above themselves and yet, you remain unfed. Once you met a burnished beauty searing with fire all her own, who flew as far and fast as you. And so you soared together Swiftly circling ever higher Entwined in every way until The atmosphere became too thin and the inferno stilled. Now, you seek to be reborn from the smoldering pyre Ever brilliant, flying free Ever burning, but not knowing How to stretch to to greater heights And though complete, you softly sing: Where is the one to fan this fire? Who fortifies this inner light? The painful past its lesson tells: Join flame to flame and burn too bright, and be consumed, too soon. But what is fuel to flame, but air? Come, my love, and let me breath a gentle wind to buoy you up And glide above the winds of care to heavens only we can share. |