Immortality
Immortality
Born into this chaotic world
A soul is like a flickering flame
So easily snuffed it struggles to live
Yet its fires can never be tamed
Candles may melt, their fuel may burn out
But fire can easily spread
One little spark can set all aflame
Long after its lighter is dead
Our flames are carried by those we have touched
Our will can give others hope
Together our fire can light up the night
Alone we are ash and smoke
Copyright © Edward Schmitz | Year Posted 2017
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