It rests upon a,
Glistening stem of hope.
It flickers with,
Pure passion of grace.
It's shape bends and forms,
Earth's latest bounds.
Stretching to the highest highs,
Pointing down to the lowest valley.
Cascading in light, dancing around,
Left - right - left again.
A silence occurs,
Where the flame sits,
What a wonder,
A flame can have.















Comments
I really like it. You've made something dangerous into something akin to a flower (beautiful ect).
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1 vita forte: 1 strong life
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1 vita forte: 1 strong life
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Room Of Glass&Light
I believe in Jesus Christ, He is my saviour, I LOVE HIM and dragons and writing, light and night and fireflies!!!!
Yay those who speak the Old Language, know the secret of whales, talk to the birds and hear the trees!!!
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