Brightly I burn
As in the dark I turn
Flying faster on my own feet
Than I have ever flown.
Brightly I burn
Into the night
Brightly I burn
As the world turns
I glow in the dark as it creeps through the forest.
I glow in the dark as it creeps through the meadows.
I will continue to burn until the hour is nigh
And upon my release, I will be doused
Brightly I burn
Though the world doesn't know
Hidden deep within the leering of flames
Brightly I burn
In the hopes that tomorrow
Will bring 'round the gentle wind that will soothe
Brightly I burn
And nightly I wait
When comes the morning I know
The time comes to turn off the rivers of flame
That burn brightly within my heart
The human soul is a life force unto itself, Some are bright, vibrant, powerful, passionate and many are old. There are those souls that are wounded & scarred, some dimmed. Nevertheless...they are souls. The ancient myth is correct: our eyes are the portals to our souls, In our eyes, we see pain, passion, hate, love, strength, kindness. Each soul is unique, and ours to cherish and hold.
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