Eternal flame

Posted on Apr 21, 2016 in Poetry

Goddess of the hearthSomeone has smoored the fire, apart from my tending.
A pale and creeping chill has shawled my shoulders,
Infringing my dulled heart and labouring belly.
I yearn for the leaping flame, the heat-blushed cheek,
And the charged crackle of life-affirming burn.
I want anything, nothing, anything but to cradle this cold.
My instinct to distraction.
But I breathe, the ice-sharp blast like a bellows
Reglows the unseen spark.
In and out, in and out, I air the song of Being
With my compassionate attention.
Kindness is kindling.
The uninvited are welcome at my hearth.

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Semele Xerri

© Semele Xerri is a psychic intuitive healer, animal communicator, and Reiki Master Teacher. To find out more about her and her services, go to her Work with me page.
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