Sunday, 13 September 2009


I stand before a bonfire burning bright;
I saw it, from afar, atop the hill.
It led my weary footsteps through the night
And now it drives away the deathly chill.

This fire's not where I was meant to stay;
My road lies over yonder in the gloom.
And yet I stand, entranced by dancing flame
And music, laughter, smiles, and sweet perfume.

Beyond the blaze, a memory I've cached;
Another life, another time and place.
How easily it all would turn to ash... in
Seductive self-destruction's warm embrace.

It's colder, now I've turned and walked away.
But through the dark... I see the breaking day.

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