Friday, December 11, 2015
Ring of Fire
by Jim Rapp
What began an accidental spark
burned brightly among the tinder,
slowly gaining notice of those
who then would feed it with intention.
Soon ardor fought to find a twig or bark
to nosh its flames; sought to hinder
wind or rain or ought else that rose
to damp its blaze through inattention.
And so it long endured, log fed,
hand tended, embers glowing brightly,
providing warmth and light and joys
to those who came within its sphere.
Then, its purpose satisfied, red
embers turned to dark’ning coals, rightly
yielding to the law that alloys
are only for a season here.