Love the image that hurts you,
if happiness is what you behold.
there will be a sunset on the blaze
a lovely darkness to this fire
cool air for scalded hands
setting to rest the pictures you've held
these memories risk a caustic homecoming
their immense goodness may only add weight
to this present dance, the struggle, the suspension
you've taken to the darkness by choice
made room in the light
so appreciate your space
and leave the light to its shining
the season deceived you
you lost your leaves too soon
chose to pause your growth
do not hold it against the sun
for your withering
your roots dig the soil too
and for now sing gladness
for the rains
if happiness is what you behold.
there will be a sunset on the blaze
a lovely darkness to this fire
cool air for scalded hands
setting to rest the pictures you've held
these memories risk a caustic homecoming
their immense goodness may only add weight
to this present dance, the struggle, the suspension
you've taken to the darkness by choice
made room in the light
so appreciate your space
and leave the light to its shining
the season deceived you
you lost your leaves too soon
chose to pause your growth
do not hold it against the sun
for your withering
your roots dig the soil too
and for now sing gladness
for the rains
"Cool air for scalded hands" - Love it man.
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