Spark Poem by David Taylor
Spark
Can we be excused from thinking
the past is here and always linking
to a dark and unlit future
of which we have no inkling;
permission to be free
is ever present now
if we could but only see;
that as the embers fly
and make a bright line in the eye
it is just one point of fire
its motion deceiving both you and I.
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