Many of us may have spent a lifetime
putting out the embers of a fire
grounding a foot
against a lick of red
on a dusty brick
taking a stick
pushing it
fanning its pulp
extinguishing the air
surrounding the flame
A lifetime
or what it seems
at the moment
while time still stands ahead
A lifetime to obliterate the flames
Why then
is it such a suprise
that it may take
more than a nanosecond
to rekindle the fire?
Crouching on bended knee
an elbow resting in the dirt
hands scarred
having circled dug up rocks
pieces of long standing trees
piled
waiting for breath
slowly to exhale
and fan the flame
Lovely post – and so timely for me. I am furioously fanning embers as I type. But old habits make me think about throwing cold tea on them and just getting on with things. Thanks for the words. (-;
Ronnie Ann
Greetings Ronnie!
Perhaps too many words to convey a simple thought.
The intent was to say: we have spent a lifetime extingushing possibility, why not convert fear to courage, wait through the next few moments, and breathe air to the next sparks?