Fire

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Photo by Jon Sullivan (Wikimedia Commons)

The wait is endless.

The outcome no nearer in sight.

But the fears have fallen

On the way in the quest to get.

 

I stand impatiently

On the branching pathways.

Each road better and worse.

Each way beckoning and repelling.

 

I see broken shadows

Of desires; pent-up and hidden,

A lifetime of unspoken wishes

On the path that I’ve come from.

 

But I’ve come a long way

And the past is now

Nothing but that; past.

I look forward, restive.

 

The fierce fire burns within

The wake of passion

Has shaken off

The strings of vulnerability.

 

I am no longer afraid.

Unabashed, I am free to be.

As the fears have fallen

On the way in the quest to get.

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