So it was I ran on that day – full on and hard,
Leaving behind me in my path all thoughts of sickness,
And every one who spoke to me of lack and lovelessness!
What time do I have to lend my ear to fools?
They speak away their power like smoke
That chokes and churns their vision to ash.
Crushing desire as though they be meek
By their smallness and then made big.
I have no time for dying embers such as these!
I will not go out a smoldering flame.
I will burn hot and smokeless in a rage,
And everything that is mine I will consume!
hi shari – how nice to meet you. thank you for stopping by my blog and following. i look forward to doing the same for you, i love the look and feel of your words – beth
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Thank you so much beth! I am new here and learning my way around. What a wonderful community I am finding! I appreciate your feedback and support. ❤
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