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A Summer Tale Wind |
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In the embers of the age, She comes to the flame, |
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to encamp in the warmth of the fire, upon the stage |
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of the circle of life, with an audience unheard of ...... |
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enduring words, as the flame and the woman are one. |
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With each crackling burst of the hearth, the sparks |
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heavenward soar, in the light of the eternal sky........ |
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How the breath of the soul does arise, from the body |
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of fire to ascend like prayers above, and there in the........ |
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glow, is the creation of him, alive with each dance of the |
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fire, rising to her beyond the ages of time, in the poem, |
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A Summer Tale Wind by the Poet, Jess Reil. |
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At the soul of the fire, at the heart of desire, drawn |
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forth to the immortal flame. |
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Poetic Diplomacy |
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Buster BaJesus, Me, Gen. Catwacker, Alexander "Pappy" Peacoin, Jasper Jazbo |
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no it's not China....just looks like it. |
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Copyright, 2004 by Jess Reil |
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Catwacker Poetry |
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