Poem: The Fire of Self-Motivation

A star brightens and flares out
its brilliance just for a second
and then it fades into nothing.

The embers remain
yet they cannot be
extinguished forever.

Glows in the shadows
a comfortable warmth
that still lives in the soul.

Stir the coals
rearrange the priorities
put pieces in better places.

A flare of an idea
it catches again
not a roaring flame.

Damp green wood
clouds open and dump rain
so many setbacks.

Restart with flint and steel
strip out the wet and useless
the fire stutters until it catches.

A new star is born
not as brilliant or as high
but give it time.

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