How She Spends Her Time

orange daylily

 

Nature’s disbursement, copper

pennies (ticking time bombs) tap

out her allotment hour by

hour. Rich or poor, sinner or

.

 

saint, all receive one thousand,

four hundred and forty. Hers

used to slip through her fingers

like water, burning a hole

.

in her pocket on Pay Day.

But when her economy

collapsed, she diversified

her portfolio, making

.

investments in her children,

marriage, self – a penny saved

is a penny worth spending

on a day such as this one.

Flames of Freedom

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Pressure and heat and

the presence of flames

(that deadly hellish

Trinity) made her

kindling temperature

an inevitability. And oh!

the pain,

the raw ooze as fire

tattooed skin; but as she

surrendered, her fear

went up in smoke. Her

selfishness and pride

burned away, searing

suffering soul, until only

true silver remained. Now,

her light is a beacon –

infinity’s fire – a

path of illumination for

others to follow the

Flames of Freedom.

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It’s pretty cool what you can do with a burning stick at a campfire…