Become The Fire

A Poem

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I once took all my journals

From 3 years and burned them

In a fire. Alone,

watching the past disintegrate

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reminded me of life and time. The present

Is all I had. Time slowly burning

Away each moment.

Now I’ve invited you

To sit next to me

As I watch the fire

Burn away the past. Each moment

Disintegrates as we start a new one,

Together, until we become the fire.