Its touch restores, but without sunlight, some things are mistaken.
Hope is like embers, each touch heals and liberates.
Its mark is indelible, but without love memories fade.
Memories are like embers, each one holds feelings in a bubble.
Its timing is impeccable, but when it bursts each emotion doubles.
Joy is like embers, each moment is fully lived when it is near.
Its smile is priceless, but it's often found in the depths of tears.
Peace is like embers, each calming stillness brings sweet solace.
Its arrival is necessary, but few allow it to tarry and polish.
Love is like embers, each breath it breathes causes us to live.
Its beauty is endless, but isn't fully experienced without forgiveness.
Rain is like embers, each drop is bittersweet...
It causes men to live again and run and play like children in the street!
...For a moment they forget their regret and dismiss their defeat as puddles splash beneath their feet.