fire
raging
consuming
beyond the bounds of our control
black
nothing
all things equal
only two-dimensional shapes exist
all is lost in the blink of an eye
only memories
and few blackened items remain
start again
little sleep
very tired
very hard
to smile
and mean it
time and love must grow again
like mildew on drying pictures
creativity must keep us going
on new paths
old ones are gone
only to be visited
in quiet meditation
in another lifetime
start over
do not pass go
(written by praxedis)
march 1999
17 Feb 2000
