Ember to Blaze


chasing light as it recedes over the hills of my soul.
i don’t want it to go, but its fading quickly.
how do i find that light again?
all i ask for is an ember in my life
from which i can start a blaze,
and my soul can be lifted to see the
beauty of this tainted world that we live in.
is this beauty seen through accurate lenses?
Or is it a mirage, a reflection of the wearer?
i only want to catch a glimpse so that my soul
can be at ease. but for that, i would have to first
find beauty within.

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