Setting ablaze anything in our path
Consumed, I thought it would burn forever.
Bright, glorious flames…
Yet furnaces left to burn can only turn
To glowing embers and their light can only dim.
Naive to think we’d set the world on fire.
Smoldering, blackened ashes…
Still the smoke continues to choke.
The heat sears my flesh and I keep returning,
Like a moth to uncertainty.
Fragile, unstable dust…
Inactive, but held captive,
To the promises of what was and could be.
Refusing to extinguish and still holding on.
Answer me, yes or no? Just answer! Don’t leave me!
Broken… wanting… wind…
Also over @Dversepoets.com for #OpenLinkNight #52.