Fire fire – burning bright in my soul
At peace; not yet, stuck in this bowl
Put in my hand, speed up the pace
To find this only – brings in disgrace.
Fire fire – a never ending flame
Run like the beast, but feel the same
Mind and body to a place of peace
To stay – not now, lest I decease.
Fire fire – to escape in flight
To sleep, not I, the long dark night
Guard but what, a mother in the wild
Awake at dawn to yearn beguiled.
Fire fire – the gift of life and love
Passion it burns, yet innocent of –
Nothing is right nor is it wrong
Breath so splendour, I must belong.
Jackie Blair McSween, December 7,2008
By Jackie Blair McSween