Fire of remembrance

It is not love that gives solace,
In the undying nights of cold remembrance,
But the fire of memory,
Thoughts of better days,
Warming the frozen heart.

But be weary,
As it is easy to drown,
Entering the infinite well of comfort.
To walk undisputed,
Is to know the past,
Act in the present,
For the betterment of the future.

The curse of all mankind,
Final rock on which we all cling,
Hanging from the cliff of the abyss,
Holds the power to end or strengthen
Us for tomorrow…

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