Pure Memory

Stark white within a state impending
toward a vast horizon painted
in a million shades of blue
to enter eyes in unrepentive scenes

One dark and lonely pine survives
reaching for those skies of ever-bright
while there inside one flame is caught
captivated by a shuttered glance
blue centered in a million shades of gold

A crackle and a hiss
a spark of endless bliss in warmth
as air and fire become just one
enticing moment of pure memory . . .

?Michaelette?

12/20/2000
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