Endearment

Nothing unnatural about the trajectory.

Choose a random starting point,

Ask no questions,

Keep nothing in your pockets,

Stay open,

Wait without waiting,

See without looking,

Listen without eavesdropping,

Take no credit for anything.

Revel in the mystery. 

No one can make this happen. 

Cataclysmic but not sudden,

gradually the slow moving molten substance,

felt but never seen,

spreads over a larger area until 

light and heat emanate 

from your hands and feet

and chest

and the top of your head.

Who can see it in your eyes

the steady life-giving flame,

it will not burn your house down,

or lay waste to your village.

No.

This fire will nourish you

as you feel it burn.

It hurts a little,

like everything underlying 

creation and transformation. 

Gratias tibi. 

FireHand photo by maphimi