Flame Twice Poem by elysabeth faslund
Flame Twice
Burn me
Under massive oaks
Whose branches tumble
Breaking
In chaotic winds
Never the same direction
Twice.
Burn me
With their beauty
Pyre of Nature's regret
In choosing land
Unwisely...
Tsunami-crested heated heart...
Burn me
Into
Sainthood.
The trials and tribulations that those of great faith had to endure, then came life beyond This is so full of feeling Elysabeth Brilliant! Love duncan X
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4/19/2024 9:38:33 PM # 1.0.0.1119
OK, but I don't want anyone lighting any matches for you for a long, long time. I'm checking E-Bay for used Viking ships myself.