Like a Flame

Imperceptibly
they disappear
no ghostly trace

I am a doorway –
open, transparent,
absorbing
teleporting
extinguishing

souls, spirited away
Eden-bound
no return.

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VJ

Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

4 thoughts on “Like a Flame”

  1. VJ, this is beautiful in its sparseness. “Eden bound, no return” expresses the ultimate disappearance.
    A friend of 20 or so years (older than me) passed Saturday … I’d been meaning to visit since Thanksgiving, now visits will be one-way no doubt, beyond my ability to schedule.
    The sparseness implies (to me, at least) deep emotions running beneath the words. Comforting to read. Thank you.

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