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Jan 2016 · 373
For Ilay
Joram Jan 2016
She is like a wildfire,
Spreading through a bleak and dead forest,
Clearing space for fertile ground
And unlimited creative potential

She is the leap through the sky,
Flying for a brief moment before crashing down,
Like the phoenix she rises from the ashes
To fulfill the wishes of the dying

She is nature incarnated,
Fighting this worldwide delirium,
With the love kept within her own fantasy,
She creates and destroys reality

She lay hidden beneath the clouds,
Surrounded by infinite stars and darkness,
She floats freely, creating the tides,
But still is chained to this world

— The End —