Monday, June 30, 2008

Poem by Steve Ryals

When Fires Sleep

When fires sleep,

Do they dream of rain?

Of drowning in wet,

Forest dissolving

In the bliss of

No more?

Fire is passion,

The dance of Shiva,

The cycle of

Life and death –

Forest welcomes fire

As it does winter rain,

The eternal wheel of

Renewal rolling free

In our backyard -

When we understand

This dance,

We can rejoice

With the burned forest,

Knowing that it is

Already busy

Being reborn -


--Steve Ryals

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