Burnt leaf, black,
rocks and curls
in the flames.
Remnants fracture
at glowing veins
swallowed into ashes.
Pale dust swirls,
the wind inhales,
exhales over seed.
Ashes returned.
Struggle emerges green
into the sun.
©2008 Joanne Sprott
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