A Shared Fire!

evolving...
through inter-action,
interbeing, involvement.

dead people dont walk,
dont fill the bowls,
dont wipe away tears.

an island at the mercy
of a raging ocean...
but wind and mountain co-exist!

only the rhythm
of the soul walking beside,
validates the journey.

ashes, ashes, new plowed earth,
two sets of hands on the plow!
we fill each other's bodies

with a shared and dependent fire!

poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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