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Through a surging gust
The ash slowly drifts
Spiraling down below
My thoughts wonder

Like in the rotation
of the paper ember
My mind swirls with new
and foreign thoughts

Knowing the outcome
of this pending descent
I am mesmerized,
seeing without registration

Yet I still explore
through the doorway
to the other side

The place of the lost ones
Of the forgot ones
And the new ones
The ash`s impending journey ends.
Forgetting the path
I return!

Copyright © 2001, Trina Zacharias