Words on Fire

There is a flame that created us.

There is a flame within us,

Not to be doused but to be fed.

There are fires that came before,

Fires they danced and sang and

Shared stories around.

There are fires ahead.

There is a fire in the hungry man on the street,

A fire in the woman who is all business,

Fires

Blue,

Red,

Orange,

Yellow.

Of all shapes

And sizes,

Not to be contained,

But to be combined.

Fires to warm

The cold world.

We were born to create,

Appreciate,

Communicate

And because of this

Our words are on fire.

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