something stirs in the ashes...
This arrived in my messenger today from my writer, guide and friend Timuri. I wanted to save it here so I can remember it.
A distant voice calls to me
Like hearing rain on the pains
My muse reaches out and the fire ignites
It is a gentle wind blowing across deep embers
But the spark is real and I must heed the call
Free my voice
Free my spirit
Free my soul
Take note, something stirs in the ashes...
-Timuri