in the chamber of a smoke filled bubble
is the ember of a life still breathing
the capricious flow of time beats
blows memories into dreams
tests limits, breaks rules
challenges mortality
and even still
it survives
light
a soul fire
so intertwined
with a cold wind
rigid contemplation
and hopeless ambitions
one intrinsically needs another
as the impetus of ideas is worthless
without drifting visions to dispel the real