The book of life
Kept near the fire place
In search of warmth and grace
I sat on in a fixated gaze
unaware of an intruder my breath paused
For those fleeting moments
Raging the fire that was dormant
Was the wind nourishing it in ways vehement
Left now, is a Chaotic Silence
Amidst Ashes, just Ashes

@celina🕊️

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