Iskra…

Two candles,

burning poorly,

small flames,

barely flickering,

are caught by a breeze.

Fanned,

they flare, bright,

surging light,

intuitively they leap,

unite.

(Burning, churning, learning…)

Cauldron effect,

heat builds,

material catches,

as one

the throbbing fire spreads,

unrighteous men

run in dread.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

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