Saturday, January 14, 2012

Fire


Fire
Sometimes, the fire inside
seems to go away
until I give life a little space,
and find a place to dream, to 
reconnect
with who I really am
who I was, and who I want to be.
Then, the sparks find the fuel
and the reason to be.
When the fire returns
it burns brighter, and higher
and warms me to the core,
lighting up my
world.
Neal Lemery 1/2012

1 comment:

Rick Goche said...

When you wrote about who you were I remembered the nude stopping at your stop and saw you climb on looking sad too much. I hope your life is happier now

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