celestial whisper ember

celestial whisper chris the poet late in the deep: late unexisti » too late for more the embers of my once to open their eyes, but they surrender to time, try to do the same, against of lessons,. of knowing better, ido the same...breath leaves us someday...but suddenly, like the fluttering of butterflies, the celestial ; nag h wind! whisper blows,, breath of life, o for reasons unknown you come, sto! fire, & compell me on & ONes. fi <a