When the Matches Burn Out

when the matches burn out,

the ashes don’t wither into nothing;

rather, they become a part of the whispering winds

that also carry memories and thoughts and looming escapades

that lure in those who are in tune

with the winds of the world,

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I try to rouse others to find their truths by writing about my own! Yoga, meditation, and aromatherapy teacher. Author of 5 books — thriller, healing, poetry.

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Natalie Jeanne Maddy

Natalie Jeanne Maddy

I try to rouse others to find their truths by writing about my own! Yoga, meditation, and aromatherapy teacher. Author of 5 books — thriller, healing, poetry.

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