Omer 18 - another life

netzach of tiferet

By Chaia LeviPublished about a year ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read

Light the candle in the morning:

dawn to dawn it burns,

tangible, strong, fragile

just as you were.

I will miss you until the next time.

Find me once more in this lifetime

before I seek you out again in the next;

until we are candles in the dark,

keeping each other and the rest warm

in good company.

For now, I look into the fires,

seeing what has been and will be;

shared, known, in a language

not yet legible to us,

fears and tears shed,

down to embers’ glow

as coyote howls and fox shrieks,

as insect trills and owls watch.

———

like if Nabokov had a brain injury

artist, writer, photographer. focus on horror and nature. all original content, all made myself — no AI.

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