What Fire Ignites the Day
What Fire Ignites the Day?
Whether to stay atop of things,
Or get to the bottom?
Each day offers circus rings,
The center one is Autumn:
Top fame but premature ending.
Side rings more discretely hum,
Contrasting the center ring crowd’s singing.
Side rings hold inner desires dumb,
Often hidden is pregnant Spring,
Steer to your inner line of rhumb,
Desire is the bottom kindling,
That builds the day’s fire-bon.
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