Flammable

Flammable

 

Approaching flames
warm the hands
wake the mind–

sparks sear the heart,
ignite fiber of truth and
a thread of hunger burns.

Dust catches fire
blazes across centuries–
the line is traced

on hearts of men,
maps are colored in
and I know where

I belong. In red embers
where love transforms
the chaff of ash,

I find myself, a fading
flower, a temporal vapor
with flammable soul.

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