Oh, Mirror of Fire
Why do you test me so?
Don’t you know?
Your blazing flames can only
Fail
To dissuade me
Don’t you see?
My love for thee is so – I’m
Ready
To embrace your fiery
Soul
Can’t you feel it now?
I’m yours.
You’re mine.
And behold!
To ashes and dust
I did not go
But with tender autumn petals
Did you my face kiss
instead
Mirror of Fire,
Your test has now been done
Mirror of Petals,
In you we are now
One
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About me:
- Paula
- Born in Mozambique, she grew up in South Africa and has travelled widely, both as a student and a teacher of English as a Foreign Language. Nasceu em Moçambique, cresceu na África do Sul e tem viajado extensamente, tanto como estudante como professora de Inglês como língua estrangeira.
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