art by JAMILA
There is a flame dwelling across the valleys and the plains, beyond the mountains and over the seas of our collective pain.
There is a flame dwelling.
There is a flame yearning, and some swear it lurks in their heart. For whenever they look into the wind of its afterglow they can feel their innards spark.
There is a flame yearning.
There is a flame burning and it is too late to put it out.
There is a flame burning.
And it is too late to put it out.