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ms reluctance Feb 2013
Strange winds blow sometimes
From strange lands to unravel
A dandelion
ms reluctance Feb 2013
Strange winds blow sometimes,
Howling tales of strange lands
to the ancient hills.
ms reluctance Feb 2013
It is fall again;
Still she weeps at the altar
each Sunday morning.
ms reluctance Feb 2013
Three withered brown leaves,
A trail of ants heading home.
The first drop of rain.
ms reluctance Feb 2013
Twinkling mist rolling
through the valley of murmurs;
the howl of a hound.
ms reluctance Feb 2013
An untrodden path,
two shy feet slowly approach.
Lo! A crowded street.
ms reluctance Feb 2013
The fire inside her,
Once but a tiny spark -
Brought the promise of hope
And spread smiles all around.

The fire inside her
Grew into a playful flame -
Dancing and leaping up
To go meet the golden sun.

The fire inside her
Became a roaring blaze -
Fiery passion burning in her heart,
Guiding her through unfamiliar ways.

The fire inside her
Then mellowed to a gentle glow -
Warm, tender, protecting her
From the darkness so hollow.

The fire inside her
Has now begun to flicker -
Making her old hands quiver
But willing her to keep going.

The fire inside her
Will burn out soon enough;
Become ashes and dust
And glory days of the past.
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