Comments about Jeremy Brewer
contemplating life as a snow flake,
that's falling into a fire.
slowly evaporating, becoming nothing,
before it even has a chance to begin.
hearing no sound, as their singing song,
echo's to no one.
where water touches the tree limbs,
like ice made in the freezer.
are the flames as the fire burns,
and the tree tops hiss and crackle.
water reaches the burning pit,
as ice melts from branches torn,
never enough to make a sound, ...