Approaching flames
warm the hands and
wake the mind
Sparks sear the heart,
ignite fiber of truth and
a thread of hunger burns
dust catches fire
blazes across centuries–
the line is traced
on hearts of men,
maps are colored in
and I know where
I belong. In red embers
where love transforms
the chaff of ash
I find myself, a fading
flower, a temporal vapor
with flammable soul.
***
very cool…a temporal vapor with flammable soul…loved this…also the line, traced on hearts of men with the knowing where you belong…speaks much to me of finding home, finding the way, the self with all limitations but still the abundance
Finding the way, finding home… yes…
Thank you Claudia.
a temporal vapor
with flammable soul…is def the favorite line…but also in the red embers and what that alludes to as well…lovely piece…
Thank you, Brian!
you are welcome…swinging back through on IP…i hope you have a marvelous day!
beautiful! I liked this:
In red embers
where love transforms
the chaff of ash
I find myself….
Thank you, Christine!
‘a temporal vapor with a flammable soul…..’ oh my gosh……….I’m going to chew on that one ALL day. magnificent!
wow..truly flammable your captivating verse is..’I belong. In red embers where love transforms the chaff of ash..’ – heavenly lines.
Thank you, yelena, nice to have you visit!
“I belong. In red embers
where love transforms
the chaff of ash” This was my favorite line !! Well Done !
Thank you cloudfactor5!
Lovely piece! In red embers where love transforms the chaff of ash… Love this !
Thank you, ayala!
This has a very ethereal feel to it–and the ending especially is lovely.
Thank you so much, hedge!
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So lovely… especially the ending!
Thank you, Laurie!
This is one I could linger over. I really liked these lines,
“..dust catches fire
blazes across centuries–
the line is traced
on hearts of men,
maps are colored in
and I know where
I belong…”
Well done.
Lori, so good to see you, I’ve been wondering about you!! And, thank you for those kind words!
Beautiful! I love the line Lori just mentioned… oh, the imagery gives me chills.. dust catches fire… YES! Just the very thought makes me want to take off my shoes- holy ground! Thanks for sharing.
Thank you, Alicia, appreciate that!
Fire burns, molds, sears, tempers and refines. Oh Lord send the fire of the Holy Ghost on me!!
Amen!
I really like the way the poem attains rhythm progressively and parallel to “I find myself”.
Thank you, Quirina!
Imagery woven together with expertise. Very cool
Very sweet of you, friend.
I love fire analogies, I always connect.
This line is perfection, “a thread of hunger burns”
I like fire analogies too… glad you liked it!
In red embers
where love transforms
the chaff of ash
so powerful, friend. the whole thing… like a red ribbon, around a gift…
Thank you, Emily!
Beautiful piece, thank you for sharing. Leaving your space blessed by your words!
Misty, I’m blessed by you saying so. Thank you.
I LOVE this. So inspiring and so beautiful. Faith and flames….My favorite part is: “and I know where/ I belong.” Don’t we all want to find out where we belong? But nobody, not even our own selves, know our paths besides God. Excellent piece, Anna!