Pending Embers

Some embers catch 

a tailwind to conflagration

Some embers fade

like memories of the womb

Jesus and his seed,

the sower of truth. 

Save one seed he forgot;

the seed in stasis.  

    The seed 

          in 

                 stasis.

It was the comfort 

that became uncomfortable.

It was the money 

that became a liability.

It was the sacrifice 

that

     that

became nothing more than 

                sacrifice

If I were caught in amber...

In amber, I had fought

An amber of half light 

lived in a lens without life.

Static golden light. 

Honey without sweet

might as well be ice. 

It is the ember of an old man,

the ember in an old man,

The ember of this man,

the ember in this man.

The ember in stasis,

the ember pending.

ember,

pending

        

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