Fire

I felt that I really wanted to post this today, there is a feeling that indications of new beginnings are about to make themselves very clear and this poem gives an indication of this feeling.




Fire - 14 Oct 00

Cold
Banished by the thoughts
Of a new-found day
A new-found fire.
Darkness
Was a boundary
Which none could cross
But now
On wings of flame
We fly
Soaring
In the moonkissed sky
Carrying our dreams
Into the light
Nurturing
Helping them to grow
To flourish, to bloom
To seed
The next generation,
To set them on their path.




I'm not going to say any more here, I will just allow this poem to stand by itself and invite comments - as usual.

Till next time...