A Poem from Katy’s collection, June 2008
The fire that burns within
Consumes completely,
As I fade and forget
The Passion
And the Pain.
Then,
From the doors of deliverance,
You come to find
within the dust
The Sacred Seed.
… Nurtured by the warmth
Of your breath,
It gently opens
and frees my Soul.
See it take flight on golden wings
Where, with Passion’s Fire,
Dormant dreams
Take True Form.
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