a mother’s heart
the lover’s longing
an aching heart
a wandering mind
an unsettled soul
if you gather them
around a pit of fire
under a star lit sky
I tell you –
it will be a dance to remember.
and if you were to only dig a
little deeper,
you will find them all
within you
like embers.
and when the fire is out
and the embers are glowing,
it’s time to call it a night.
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I know in the world of social media apps, blogging is passe. But I wish you would continue to write. The embers are smoldering still. And the night is still young...
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