Ember

I sat with and watched
That last flick of ember
Warm ash gasping for life
I mourned it as it flashed
From spark to nothing black

Then I sat in evening awe
When I saw it claw quick
Back to light and oxygen
Again I witnessed wanting
In that dying fight to learn its trick

-me


Painting: Lady by the Fireplace by Gustav Klimt

Reworked and reposted, originally written years ago. But I had another inspired moment by the fire. It is a friend these days, and every time its dying moves me.

~ by April on January 21, 2019.

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