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Sitting watching my wood stove burn & I was inspired by the smells, colors and shapes. |
| Fireside Imagery I sat and watched the fire dancing in the hearth. With each snap and crackle, flickering flames, I watched their new found birth. As I felt the warmth caress me, I felt safe within it's charm. But to touch oh so lovingly would have caused me so much harm. So I sat and watched with wonder as the flames slowly died and I threw another log on just to see the flames rise higher. I laid on the rug in front of the fireplace dreamy and content, I closed my eyes and pictured the tree from which I smelled the scent. A cherry tree with blossoms full, soon ripe with fruit to eat. In my mind I bit into the fruity flesh, and savored oh so sweet. I threw another log on with undivided care. So many images danced through my mind, as I huddled there. Ameasha Brown |