smorelore

a campfire, some friends,
a stick, a marshmallow

you hear the embers crackle
and watch them lift off the flames
they float through the trees
and melt into the heavens

and you notice how much joy
fits inside simple things

back to the workbench,
the mind refreshed and focused
and filled with fire

keep it small, one thing, done well
be patient, toast it slow, don't torch it
make it to share and enjoy
keep it honest, no tricks in the woods

wisdom lives in stories,
and stories drift off like smoke
lore is where they settle
this is a place to write them down
before the fire burns low

build with care
keep it simple
leave this place better
than you found it

pull up a log