Wishes On Fire
Nothing leaves a footprint
like a memory burned
Deep into the consciousness
of those unlearned
Nothing grows more deadly
than the force of will
It powers every weapon
it vanquishes with skill
Nothing braves tomorrow
like a wish on fire
Its light forever’s beacon
to each soul aspired
Nothing is more final
than a dying breath
Words exiting their prison
—eternity’s rosette
(Dreamsleep: October, 2022)
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