self revelation

Somehow here I seem to find
a little piece of me
A tiny bit that weaves and winds
which I did not expect to see
Glimmering glass and twisting whorls
and shattered shards of stone
Smoke that twists and breathes and curls
left, forgotten and alone

Coloured sparks of emerald fire
soft, snow white ash
Drifting whims, dreams, desires
sifted through the grass
Curling around the bit of me
I'd not thought to find
Protected from the swallowing sea
encircling, but not a bind

A little day, a little night
to make a single spark
A little life, a little fright
a single light shines in the dark
A ring around my cracking mind
a hollow echoed tune
So carefully surrounding, entwined
a little piece of you.