© by Tommie Flannery Baskis
Soft fire is the song of a winter wind,
a pathfinder through a foggy glass crack, will be heard ...
in the moment she has gone
The imperceptible path is her domain
The flight of hawk will know her name
The story of aged battles must be retold
Bring to the hallowed light, all that is lost, all that has been sold
Soft fire is searching to renew the distant dream, beyond the silvered veil,
beyond the shadowy stream
What lies in the forest of hiding, unseen by mortals... soft fire will claim
Bone and sinew, dust as dreams
An Angel is waiting...
in bone, sinew, dreams, never to be the same