fire, flame, embers, ashes
A fire is a perfect metaphor for our lives. Its needs to be ignited. It thrives on oxygen. It must be tended to with care.
Our fire can last a lifetime, if we fuel it properly and care for it cautiously. We can see it burning brightly, sheaths of golden flames shooting up like a rising phoenix awakened from its sleep. It settles into a syncopated hum and hissing, lulling us into sweet calm and quiet. The warmth will unchill your brittle bones or make your backside sweat.
It's embers can simmer with excitement, or slowly diminish into ash.
Sometimes we need the gentleness of the flame to calm our nerves. Sometimes we need the ferociousness of the flame to get us going.
What kind of fire do you need to light today?
Spark the match. Fan the flame. Burn, baby, burn.
copyright 2009 Alisa Barry
Our fire can last a lifetime, if we fuel it properly and care for it cautiously. We can see it burning brightly, sheaths of golden flames shooting up like a rising phoenix awakened from its sleep. It settles into a syncopated hum and hissing, lulling us into sweet calm and quiet. The warmth will unchill your brittle bones or make your backside sweat.
It's embers can simmer with excitement, or slowly diminish into ash.
Sometimes we need the gentleness of the flame to calm our nerves. Sometimes we need the ferociousness of the flame to get us going.
What kind of fire do you need to light today?
Spark the match. Fan the flame. Burn, baby, burn.
copyright 2009 Alisa Barry
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