Burn me
Under massive oaks
Whose branches tumble
Breaking
In chaotic winds
Never the same direction
Twice.
Burn me
With their beauty
Pyre of Nature's regret
In choosing land
Unwisely...
Tsunami-crested heated heart...
Burn me
Into
Sainthood.
elysabeth faslund
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/flame-twice/
