A Wisp

A wisp of ash, I find this place
And swirl around from side to side
A gust of wind, I flail about
Ungrasp myself; Forget to hide

Her echoed words distrupt my trail
As butterflies disrupt the air
Familiar thoughts from long ago
And there is no returning there

Perhaps I feel the things I want
Perhaps I hear the sounds I make
But as a cloud of darkened dust
I hardly choose the path I take

So suddenly to Earth I fall
And gently strike some kindling, then
A spark alights and peace is found
That fire might begin again

A Wisp

usinglemons

Joined September 2012

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A poem

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