Welcome “Big Question”,
Surprised I yearn for you;
Though not pretty,
But hard, black n’ rough?
Yes, you're an ugly coal,
So difficult to set alight.
My soul struggles n’ sweats,
Bit by bit to consume you.
You resist her efforts so,
Arousing her with appetites.
Finally ... her flame catches,
Making her far more luminous;
As what was once coal,
Slowly transforms into soul.
She becomes bigger, brighter,
Illuminating ever farther reaches.
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