Tuesday, April 22, 2014

SpeakEasy #158: Embers

Embers burn slowly
Like underlying resentment
Ready to burst into flame
At the slightest stirring
Of angry winds

For a time it seems
the embers might die
The spark snuffed out
With rain like tears
Or sorrow

But then the embers
reignite and thrive
Smoldering by the fuel
and intensity
Of our Passion

Finally the embers
Merge and flame on
The rightness eclipsed
every mistake
made along the way