While at the Fire

Though fear exists by light of day

You’re left with feet that feel like clay

Come raise your thought to planes much higher

Where to you ask, why to the fire

The fire has power to hypnotize

In it’s warm embrace no need for lies

While sheltered by the dark of night

The fire can heal, make all things right

As wood transforms from form to flame

Share of your secrets, they’ll do the same

Begin by piling on your blame

Now stoke the flames with all your shame

The many masks of fear next name

No further need for these exclaim!

As purifying flames burn bright

Glowing images in the coals invite

The passion of your soul ignite

Experiences of pure delight

When first you sat to warm your feet

Then others joined you smiled to greet

If long enough you hold your seat

Your spirit guide you may just meet

The dancing flames cut through the chill

While time itself seems to stand still

Both past & present will instill

For you a vision to fulfill