Slow Burn
After years
seeking new sanctuary
from the frost,
in a familiar refuge unfurls
an ever-brightening flame.
The fire,
in a slow burn through havens
for which no forecast is read,
seeks life-giving air.
Shall evolved shelter
shun cold in earnest defense,
or in a final blaze
consume all who enter in?
Yet another journal-type place for Darcy to rant, rave, and/or recuperate from the world.
Thursday, June 7, 2007
Slow Burn, Revisited
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