(to Florre)
I feel the fire burning you.
You twist and turn in the raging pains.
You still won't let me meet the core of you,
but there is a promise within those flames.
I will be waiting here for you
and try so hard not to interfere.
You will eventually find your own way home.
Your only real discovery will be clear.
Find the currage to ride it through
and the reward will be so profound.
The only reward that always remain:
The insight there's nothing to be found.
2007-11-28
Fire burning you
etiketter:
eld,
in english,
kris,
smärta
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