Fire In the Rain
Fire In The Rain
Flickering torch upon windowsill
In turbulent air whirls the windmill
Red heats the beads of mornings kiss
Electrified volt of Terra’s abyss
Illuminating glass separates the elements
Neither shall embrace in remembrance.
Ticks of time resonate the patter of drops
Heard as I gaze past the glistening treetops
Everlasting Earth, water, air and fire
Reclaiming each realm and to each their desire.
Aimlessly I ponder by candlelight
Inner most thoughts ends this quite spring night
Now I blow out my candles flame…and smile.
Copyright © Brian Cecil | Year Posted 2016
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