Wednesday, June 27, 2012

mothering a fire

he
brought
two stones
together
for something good
something that changed
the world
they said

i have my
reservations
though
i think
it was a she


something so intense
not the work of
a man

the day fire
was born

no not because
a man can't strike
two stones together
i think he can

and pretty well too

it is the patience
that it takes
that made me
think this through

you cannot force a birth

for a life to come
into this
land
and
breathe
it must
take its own time

like a child conceived
who starts to breathe

the fire too

must have taken its
time
to inhale
the oxygen around

and while it did

it would have needed
tender hands
caring hands

to form a circle of care
protecting it
from the harsh winds
that blew

she must have

spoken to it
softly
coaxed it

as its silent crackling
grew

and when it did
she must have
nursed it
as an infant new

yes
this part
i agree with

that the flaming
orange child
changed the world
for good

a world that
taciturnly revolved
and sometimes stood

all i add
is
it
needed
a mother too

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