Heat Roars

The inkling grows
Into a simmer,
Bouncing the many
Orbs that caress
Their seasons’ brew.

Shouting toward
The healthy flames,
Much of the sparks
Linger and embrace in shifts
Where blazes soar.

Energies thread the
Layers, creating heat
Where spirits flicker
Drifting thru the inferno
Which glows and intensifies.

Beaming into eons’ reach,
Such glaring streams
Burn deeply its’ space,
Changing spheres that
Radiate in mellowed time.

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CortanaLain aka XELain

Weird, Dark at Times, Creative Poet Writer with bits of Flow, Spacing moments outside thru realms of Life.