You are the embers of a thousand burning stars,
the torrents of wild tempests,
the dust of lands afar.

You are the air bestowed by myriads of trees,
a singular creation,
a unique masterpiece.

You are the consequence of love and tenderness,
a vessel of the universe,
a rare and hopeful quest.

You are the sultan of whichever road you choose,
a patron of the path less worn,
a soul destined to bloom.

~ © 2016 Amelia Dashwood, All rights reserved.



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