The embers of heart fanned into a big flame,
the furnace of big love incinerates pain.
The fountain of unconditional love,
shooting before me I push through enough
energy before me and calmness behind
to effortlessly traverse the mind and the stag.
The flaring inferno doubts present and past,
fuel this new fire and cause a new blast,
of perpetual fanning of flames of the new,
direct from the death of the arduous few
times we attempt to obliterate that
and those who invalidate hearts fired chaste.
--EVE Featherstone
Eve's Paintings & Prints
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