I love that line: "Against the air/ its only foe and friend". That is the truth of everything- nothing is just one or the other. Everything is both foe and friend. I have always been fascinated by the flame- whether in a candle or during a ritual. It evokes so much.
//With the occasional flick
ReplyDeleteYet the air remained twitchy// - A tale of pluck and persistence.
Wonderful poem Dishit! Getting back after a long indeed.. and how! :-)
wow :D loved it :)
ReplyDeletelooong time indeed :)
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Very very nice..:-)
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ReplyDeleteI love that line: "Against the air/ its only foe and friend". That is the truth of everything- nothing is just one or the other. Everything is both foe and friend. I have always been fascinated by the flame- whether in a candle or during a ritual. It evokes so much.
ReplyDelete// I have always been fascinated by the flame - second you! :) Thanks for visiting! :)
Deleteveryyyy nice :) such a short lived fascination, the flame is.
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