aflame
The embers of old flames simmer listlessly in the ashes relics of bygone warmth
Fanned by the winds of passing storms they burn, slightly brightening but mere raindrops quell them
The fire aglow in the hearth now gives off a heat steady and strong it crackles and blazes, wavers in phases, blows mighty and raises but never fades into the night air
A light like the combusting stars above exploding and fixed in space shining and giving life to the sky and earth below even invisibly through the day
Dance on, my phoenix roar as I gaze upon you envelop me, engulf me, swaddle and swathe me let me bask and bathe in your hot rage
eternally aflame
~ And More from Poetry After Dark