Tuesday, November 20, 2018

There is Freedom in Fire


Wednesday, March 7, 2018

There is Freedom in Fire

There is freedom in fire
  dancing spinning
    wild abandon
cleansing, pure

Burning away the blight of filth and dross

Lighter than air
  the ashes fly high
    to the stars
beyond our grasp

Released from Terrestrial Restraint

There is freedom in fire
  eating feeding
   voracious hunger
clearing paths

Tearing out Thickets of Obstruction

Crumbling to dust
  we step over
   onto highways
previously denied

Unrooted we tumble, stumble then we run

There is freedom in fire


Polly

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