the flame

the flame
note from self

the flame of truth
has ignited in her
it burns slow and hot
is profound in its
work—commutes
anguish to accord
worry into peace
aversion into ease
her heart hears the call
and offers itself up
the flame will consume
until she is gone—
and left in her place
are the ashes of love
only love, pure love

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