Creative Energy

Creative Energy


Firestone burning
Forever burning bright
Sweet-smelling cinder
It lingers through the night.
A sensory seduction
I awake with a start;
Nowhere to dispel
This hot, unspoken art.
Welling up through my limbs,
Bursting through my eyes;
Having no direction
But songs, inaudible sighs.
Not enough freedom
Far too much denial,
No focus for this fire;
Life…unending trial.
Little bits and pieces
Like cinders in the night;
Bright flashes from the deepest soul
Veiled glimpses of a purer light.


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