Merging Spirits

Through the misty realm of spirits
She was drawn to one of passion;
A spirit of true creativity
and depth of originality.

She held the spirit desperately
and filled her shell with energy.
She became one with the one she envied
but lost her way to see what she buried.

The light faded around her
and left a chilly reminder...
"Life never asked in this reality
to lose one's individuality."

© 1998

Merging Spirits

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