The fire burning gently Is a Goddess In golden robes. We watch her elemental dance Of brilliant colour And beauty. The fear that she creates With her burning temper, Belching ash, smoke, sparks… Conceals her magnificence. Her divinity; A timid friend of Ferocious emotion. A spiritual spectrum With a calming crackle and Gentle pops of laughter. She remains a companion, In the cold, the dark, the danger Of lonely places.
More..James Ellyard
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