bonfireThe grace and beauty of baptism by fire –

Flames licking and leaping forward with intensity – illuminating all previously cloaked in darkness.

Consuming the old, making way for new.

Passionate energy, reaching ever for the heavens.

A sight to behold standing apart,

Where the gift of warmth limbers what has been paralyzed by cold-

And melts the cage of ice encircling one’s heart.

Just as easily, one may run blindly within the center of the pyre, cursing the heat, crying in pain and begging to be released from hell’s fire.

“Please,” calls the sage.  “Come sit by me, over here, where the view is spectacular.”

And weeps at the reply, “Can’t you see I’m busy just now?”


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