a flame, that once existed

a flame, that once burned

left behind shattered ashes


the fire gave up and knelt

it asked for more time

to grow bigger, to conquer


yet you cut all the oxygen

you stopped and you fought

against it


you let it become ashes


“You may kill a fire. And everything you know falls to dust and ash. Yet the remarkable treasure in this seemingly hopeless pile, is hidden deep within. The burning embers incarnate the perpetual desire to go from spark to flame.” ― Akilnathan Logeswaran

Love, D.

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