Embers

embersWritten in 1983.

Shiny orange
turns to gray.
Starts from black,
some other way.
Brings a light,
so bright,
so dull.
Shines of warmth
that is so cold.
Are you Fire?
Are you Ice?
Or just an ember
of the past?

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