Genesis Born Of Fire

Life is lived in many forms

They talk…

All fires do

Some mutter, some sputter

And if you think  they don’t live

Then ‘shame on you’…

They consume…

All fires do

They eat virtually anything

At times leisurely

Licking and tasting

Other times quickly

As if time was wasting

They breathe…

Sometimes they whisper

Sometimes they whimper

Sometimes they sigh…

Sometimes they sputter

Obscenities to the sky

They feel…

The water that we use

To extinguish the  flame

They protest…they hiss

As if feeling the pain

As they die…with a sigh

As will do you and I

Fire is the genesis….

Of things great and small

Our atoms  created 

From brimstone and blaze

It’s our father and mother

It’s our Lord and master

It’s The maker and measure

…of all things…in all ways

Author's Note

Be kind...It's only a hobby with me