Behold your flame:
It is and is not,
It becomes
As it weakens,
Destroys as it creates,
Releases as it contains:
So do unto me.
Turn me to ash.
Let me fertilize
The ground of my being
So that i may return to you.
Stand back:
Let me burn.
Do not rush to save me.
For in that flame
Of becoming
i will return to you,
i will transform into
Something far greater,
More vast,
More potent,
More omnipresent:
More like you:
The seepod of our being,
Bursting with love
For the Making
Of Life.
--Mr. Gobley
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