The Light In FireBurning myself over coals one day
I find under my skin a glowing skin of embers
color of dark burnished amber
it crackles and crawls.
I exhale a fume of smoke and ash
I breath in and my inner skin glows brighter
I break through the crust of my old skin
I step out into a new vision of the earth.
The flames of inner light, often dim
sometime exceedingly bright
None can look at it long
and not come away changed.
I step into the gently falling snow
Watching each small blue star sizzle
and each become but a wisp, a line
a fading trail, the path of the past.
A cloud of steam trails behind me
rising from the dark burned bark
the charred remains, a silhouette
in the place where I once stood solid.
I step into a new world
molten glowing and hot
melting the old
illuminating the dark.
Swallowed whole by a salamander of fire
banked in its belly overlong
growing something new, a new skin
a new being, growing from the inside out.
Today is my new birth
a new being a new song
today I am the light in fire
today I burn in earnest.
