After the fire,
softly softly falls the rain
gently soothing trickles
reliefand healing tenderness
to ease away a memory ofpain
that searing heat of
yesterday
that intense ache beyond
belief
succumbs to time and
progress:
it dissipates away
but like with trees the ring
remains
ash black embedded in new
growth
this green covering may
deceive
that everything is the same
as lush leaves and branches
soar
and a bold new love flies
forth
though warmly it is
received,
but beware the darkness at
my core .....
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