All the eyes face towards what a glowing ember,
a day passes the ember sleeps.
Watch as i awake from a comfort once known as truth,
there she is bright and blinding.
It warms the skin as it does the veggitables and earth,
prey you never leave great fire.
Warming my heart and life the eyes burn from your glow,
feeling you everyday makes me whole and fulfilled.
Can i never forget what you show me great one,
blazing a path of truth that i follow.
even the dead lay in your heat,
encompassing the warmth you give to support other forms after.
your glow not infiltrated by the winds, or life here,
warms me to my soul.
dream or reality,
never forgotten bright friend.
never forgotten.
*WG*
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