Never Think Twice

Like fire we rise 'pon the breath of the dawn. Eager and burning, our futures unclear. Valiant as the lion, tender as the fawn. Unpredictable embers with passions so near! Yet, time is a line we are doomed to traverse. We find ourselves marching melancholy roads, flanked by bright crystal and hailed by verse, still, the end is apparent; see? There it abodes. At last comes the gloaming, the fire chokes out. We fed on our ashes until they were gone. Our bodies are frosted, there can be no doubt: Rich pathos- our plead can never go on. Forevermore, then, in our palace of ice. We will lie, in the darkness, and never think twice. 9 August 2017 Written for "Eight Word Challenge-3" contest, sponsored by John Hamilton