Free verse #7

existence.

I feel the need

to write today.

So spare a few

moments, whilst

I share with you

the thoughts i say.

Do you ever stop?

Simply to stay still,

to relive the hill

upon which your heart did fill

its compulsive cries, for

the roaring fire, of

youth's eternal desire

with the exuberant remembrance

of eternity.  A place in time

unique, searing, sublime.

Wild berries abound,

butterflies flapping around.

This symbiosis of love

is always enough.  For,

you are the subject of creativity.

Fueled by, the fire

blazing gloriously divine.