Fire

Made me think of all the miracles

of all the tragedy in our minds

as simple as the wind that fans the fire

of our souls, so lost, so cold.

Like a theory, greatest ever invention

to be marveled at for eternity

so easy, yet with enough emotion

to carry us to Heaven , fulfilled.

Watch the bird in flight, rising

the spirit climbing unaided, jubilant

yet calm and suddenly loving

burning like the flames created, burning

Hold the feeling, dry to the throat

water me, with love like plants that breathe

with affection for life that you give for free

like a heart that beats for you, only you

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