I sketch my future
From strewn embers
As I gather myself to myself
My vision blazes through
Imponderable eventualities
I see myself casting brightness
From a self-fueled pyre
I burn myself, again,
Consumed by hope.
Photo courtesy of Meganpru
This is not a diary. It is a collection of thoughts, essays, stories, etc on those topics that are of interest to me. Being a blog, it goes without saying that it is utterly self-indulgent.
I sketch my future
From strewn embers
As I gather myself to myself
My vision blazes through
Imponderable eventualities
I see myself casting brightness
From a self-fueled pyre
I burn myself, again,
Consumed by hope.
Labels: Poem
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