Thank you for your kind words and friendship; however, I must take a temporary leave of absence for several months to provide care and support to a friend, out of state.❤️
Upon a cool evening's quiet, deep and vast,
Where twilight settled, and the day was past,
I watched a fire, born of wood and will,
And saw the magic that it held so still.
From nature's heart, a raw and primal gleam,
It spun itself into a waking dream.
With my own eyes, in shadows soft and deep,
I saw the secrets that the flames can keep.
First, a quick flicker, then a gentle swell,
As phantom images began to tell
A silent story, etched in gold and red,
Of forms unseen, by mortal senses led.
A warrior's face, in smoke that curled and flew,
Then ancient forests, bathed in fiery hue.
A dragon's wing, so vast and wild and free,
A shifting landscape, there for all to see.
Each ember's dance, a whisper to the air,
Each rising spark, a vision I could share.
As if the fire, with its vibrant grace,
Was speaking volumes in that hallowed place.
No words it uttered, yet its message clear,
A primal language, banishing all fear.
A cosmic canvas, painted in the dark,
Leaving upon my soul its living mark.
Oh, what a wonder, on that cool night's stage,
To turn a simple flame into a sage.
The fire spoke, of mysteries profound,
On sacred, shifting, silent, burning ground.
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- Comment from author about the poem: The majestic images in a fire: can you see the witch in the fire? This was captured by my friend, in which I witnessed with my own eyes a witch emerging from the flames, revealing the awe-inspiring wonders of nature when we burn its twigs.
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Fire for seeing things like smoke or water is constantly changing and a good medium. A nice picture for the season as well. Very nicely done
Thank you for stopping by and reading my poem.
You are most welcome my friend
Fire is so unbelievably beautiful in that way! Such beauty though, can bring much destruction. Beautiful imagery!
Thank you for stopping by and reading my poem.and your kind words, NinjaGirl
Of course!
That's quite freeky, you can see her at the top, loved the write, it's quite mesmorising watching the flames off fire dance, enjoyed the read
Thank you for stopping by and reading my poem.
You are very welcome
There's something primal, mystical even about a CONTROLLED fire.
Doggerel Dave, To be completely honest, I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it myself.
Ah, fire. It inspires yet can destroy. With my own eyes, in shadows soft and deep, "I saw the secrets that the flames can keep", wonderful.
My friend, this glows with mystic reverence. The witch in the fire feels less apparition than archetype...nature’s spirit made visible. You captured that wonder with true grace. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
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