Will you find that which you seek
Within the ruins of fire grown weak?
Ashes blown from hearth to heart
Choke life's breath, deaden its art.
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A beautiful poem of a love dieing but soon to speak of the possibility of hope to rekindle what one once had. Excellent poem Esther, I loved it.--Melvina--
beautifully phrased wise words... no wonder this has proved such a hit, it sings to so many of us! Grand. t x
Excellent write Esther, and I love that line.. 'enduring love envelopes the heart' Quality stuff my friend, Well done!
OOOH, This is so good, Subtle use of language, Love the title.
Lovely poem, and soooo well written...very beautiful! Hugs, Dee
Will you find that which you seek Withing the ruins of fire grown weak? Such a sad quest, the fire growing cold, only a spark left, flame dying....but there is hope, and you show it in the ending of this poem.
There is something very pure about your work Esther, I think that, that is just one of the reasons why I have come to enjoy your art so much Thankyou Love duncan X
You have chosen a perfect metaphor for describing a 'stale' relationship 'fire grown weak' - fire equating with passion, energy and excitement. Your second stanza's solution - the dream is very romantic, but perhaps it just takes the right sort of fan to rekindle the old flame before it goes out completely. A personal and profound poem. love, Allie xxxx
This is lovely, Esther...time to rewrite your bio methinks :) Hugz :) jack.
Lyricism at its very best. Just lovely, Esther. Warm regards, Sandra
Poetic inveteration for those who dig deep for the underlyings of the work... THERE BE NO POETRY IF THERE BE NO HEART.....Beautiful work, Esther fjr
A pure and highly poetic distillation of much wisdom. xx jim
Lovely poem, excellent message and intriguing form, Esther. -chuck
Beneath the outward beauty of this poem (I'm making it my mantra for the day) , an interesting twist lies-'Unburied in night, dreams...' -our most pure desire for the light, for life, not darkened-while at the same time, 'unburied', hints that out of death and ashes, life does arise. Phillip
This is wonderful Est. Soul searching in every sense of the word. Desire, dreams, - this poem suggests that nothing is out of reach. Justine
Beautiful poem, Esther... poetic in every sense of the word. Good stuff! ! Brian
A poem for the seeker, eh? I've been looking for this everywhere! ! Danny
So true, there is always hope after some pain in failure, there is always love after being broken hearted... for life must goes on despite varied circumstances! Thanks for sharing. A 10.