Silent Fire

where adolescence melts into adulthood, regrets crystallised,
where a musician’s fingers move along trumpet or oboe, notes faded -
there my soul slips into a sunset, a sea

where autumn leaves red crunch into winter, freezing coughs of flour,
where ice cubes thaw in garden glasses forgotten, covered in the flies of summer -
there my soul slips into a sunset, a horizon

where confidence moulds into arrogance, unknown into undiscovered into blind misunderstanding,
where suggestion develops rule becomes law forms ink on parchment, wax sealed -
there my soul slips into a sunset, a wave

where foot meets earth and hand caresses air,
where cloth kisses skin and beast hunts prey, silent fire -
there my soul slips into a sunset, a dusk ignorance of time

passing
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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