Dissecting under the magnifying glass,
Poking and prodding,
Looking for answers,
But there is no why
(or why not).
Those are the wrong questions to ask.
I just am.
My feelings just are--
Raw, unapologetic,
Burning green fire,
Hissing emotive logs,
fueling my essence.
My passion
Rising
Every rising
As smoke & glowing ash--
A gift to the world
to not return or recant.
My spirit flies freely
Forever floating forward.
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