Love Poem: The Shape of Ash
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Written by: Daniel Human

The Shape of Ash

Wood burns hotly
Then embers 
Then ash
Where or what is life and love 
When embers cool down?
Where is substance
When at a touch the embers
Disintegrate?
Is the substance real or is it just shape? 
A shadow of what was,
A sculpture of fate?
Is the coolness all there is left? 
Or is there still something 
In elemental belief?
When the Gaslamp
Burns its new sock
The sock turns to ash
Yet still defies the clock
It still holds its shape,
Even if touched it’s just ash
But when given a light
It still burns bright
Defying understanding
Confounding insight.