Smoke Signals

Nights the walls come alive

and wonder at the hand pressed against them

searching for a pulse inside

A thousand stories to be whispered

of days before the dust settled

when gossamer light fell through windows

and the wind carried by to tell of changing seasons

Then came the rain falling fast

upon a world on fire

ready to drink of it and taste the iron sky

as it doused the flame

and sent up smoke signals to the stars

which gave back a new message for the wind to carry

Why do you write?

Photo by Jack B on Unsplash

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