Enjoy this seemingly small poem from Nicole.
It’s an awesome thing, the becoming
of you, and you are bound
to make them uncomfortable; leave them
to their discomfort, for you,
oh you, blossom beautifully
within their fires.
© Nicole Lyons 2017
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Profound. Reminds me of an Italian proverb: The same fire that consumes the straw refines the gold. I don’t know that gold blossoms, but there’s a similarity of sentiment between the poem and the proverb. Or at least to me there is.
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To stand alone with the fire,
center happiness an joy to all but
one…
Like a dream
gone stale…
chris
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