Thank you to Mark Antony Rossi for publishing 

my poem in the April issue of Ariel Chart.

How Fire Breathes

 

The way beyond freedom and openness

is how fire breathes.

 

When the beauty of the world 

is more than you can dare say,

recall that Israfel played his verse 

upon the natural weave of the song’s cloth,

traveling the curved form of a heroes’ path,

flying upon the harmony of rain

beside a meandering lake.

 

Surrounded by bright ardent orbs,

like the gleam of palladium,

white heat

rolling through the inexorable essence of time

with certainty that rationality is at hand.

 

Now, valor stands tall,

seen through the clearness of the air,

heroic deeds unshaken, 

the shock of life finally broken.

 

Now free 

to speak the dreams of music, memories,

fears and love.

 

The divine fire breathes.

It’s within the sky.