The Lantern

It has always been there,
the burning deep inside.

Some days, it is welcoming,
like the warmth of a hearth-fire
in the bleak cold of winter.

On others, it is persistent,
a nagging spark that starts roughly
and settles discomfortingly in his core.

Still, there are days when it rages,
becoming a turbulent forest fire that blazes inside him
until it finally bursts free from its blistered shell.

And it burns around him.

He has watched his scorched world fall to ash
over and over and over again,
yet he still manages to keep himself lit.

Reviews

[Leo]

Was able to visualize it all and even relate to your words..nice vivid imagination