I feel a fire within –
a spark ignites my heart
and floods my soul.
The Burning peace Engulfs my being.
But the flame flitters and fails –
an icy grate drains like a bottomless pit
choking ashes leave me panting.
With Cold and Thirst to swallow the world.
Then it kindles –
heating my heart like an ocean wave
streaming from my chest like a shining star.
The chasm consumed by the Blazing Flow.
The fire is water and the water is life –
a sapling grows in the street of the city
with healing leaves to make me whole.
But the River trickles from the throne of Fire.
My soul is a desert and my heart a wasteland –
blazing river flow within me
feed the sapling.
Let it grow.
By Jacques Rothmann