Remaining Embers


Remaining Embers

Remaining Embers

It could be anywhere
In the thick of woods
Of the Mountains
On a beach
Early morning

Where campfires were built
Nothing remained but

In a moment
The sun may have shined
Upon the cooled embers
To bring some glow
Back to the fire

It may have been
A glance cast this way
A gentle whisper
For one’s heart to sway

A spark ignited
To relight  the flame
Of desire and passion
In one’s heart
Once again

carolann 1/31/2010

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The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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