The Spark

There’s always a spark.
The spark.
The flash that ignites the fire.
Just a glow at first,
then a blaze.
Flames shooting out
randomly,
choosing their directions.
Out of my control.
Out of all control.
Creating and destroying
as it will.
Joining and melding together
or forcing apart
as it will.

by Lynn White

Volume #1: Passion

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