Fireplace in the Dark

Fireplace in the Dark

There is no poem

As beautiful

As a fire in a fireplace

In the dark

The red

Glowing embers

Ancient as time

The eternal blaze

The mystery of

Heat and Light

Crackling its choir’s song


I Dreamed a Dream


I dreamed a dream

I saw love, creation, the primordial source of this dream

I made my choices by this dream

I lived my life by this dream

I shared this dream

I wept tears of love for this dream

I shed blood for this dream

And now

I exist in this dream

I dare to dream