A lick of fire , a stab of flame.
We walk towards the embers of blame.
We seek the solace of the fiery sun.
As life's deeds unravel come undone.
A stitch of mercy , a hint of soft velvet blue.
As we marinade together in this life's stew.
interpreting life's poignant tiny signs,
the language of clouds , the song of rhymes.
QJD - 2013
