I slept so near the fire
That I couldn’t feel the heat,
I couldn’t smell the smoke,
I couldn’t see the flames.
I was the fuel for the fire,
the wood for the flame,
the coals for the heat.
The radiance burned away my fears
and melted my heart
It in-fired me to burn brighter
to shoot out my own hot sparks.
For days afterward
Stray thoughts became my tinder
Causing the fire to light in me again
Feeling like I would burst at any moment.