Flames fanning,Pans dark with age,Burning—coals sparked to crimson,Golden tar browned by ancient suns,Bronzed tarmacles,Flames of a sword,Star-trek of a warrior,Through our times. We cry, we laugh,We worked, we talked,Our flames fanning,Our hearts gasping. We search with our eyes,Our minds as…
Tag: Poetry
Sacred Vows….
Faith is the hardest thing. But without it we cannot be all that we are called to be… face your doubt with faith, take that vow!
Broken…
We dream strong, unbroken!