Pools of cool water sooth your dry skin despite the arid day - and wet your lips. Revived, you move through the sunlight hours, not as a ghost (not like before) but as a spirit - free to move, free to live, free to be. And when the hours of darkness and winter come, your spirit will stay true, warmed by simple embers glowing like rubies in the soul.
I wrote this on September 6, 2013
