Pyre

~

Once set and lit a fire is free, 

it burns however it wishes untamed,

the defiance of steel blue

sedition of callous green,

the delinquency of sharp orange

and the assassin’s tongue red,

the flames writhe tortured

in their wanton destructive spectrum.

A wind might seek to move its will

to bear its heart a certain path

but the fire’s business of burning, 

of charring, gnawing and consuming

is its own, unchallenged.

But, a fire’s life is short

a one-way battle to ash, where

death is inevitable,

a long, degraded death.

Be sure that life

rekindled from the embers

will be a new fire

not a reincarnation of the old

~

© Graham Sherwood 05/2019