poems

From the Ashes and Cinder


By betweenhearts75



A fire burns within my soul,
from the ashes and cinder, my heart to rise,
restless the flames that dance and spark,
the white smoke, flowing up into the nightâ€s moonlit skies.
Thoughts ignited in the patterns,
the embers within, glowing bright
I watch with flickering eyes,
as gentle rains of tears release, comfort to regain my sight.
A drumbeat of song,
droplets upon leaves, quenched desire,
as I continue to burn from within my soul,
a slow-moving fire.
Restless the flames that dance and spark,
from the ashes and cinder, my heart to rise.
A fire that burns within my soul,
the white smoke, flowing, dancing up to the moonlight
circling the bright light, flickering before my eyes.