A fire burns in my heart. But its flames do not burn me. An even greater pyre blazes in my soul But its sparks do not reach me. For I learn, I am that fire. And a fire cannot annihilate itself- It grows, like fog in the abandoned woods.
The Sparrow
9, Jan 2022
I saw him in the morning;I was doing my crosswords then.Folded the newspaper, and I set out to watch. He had made his palace inside the turtle ivy kingdom .Almost finished becoming a home;Waiting for the last straw and peck.
