I was the forest fire before I understood I was the flame. My heart, and spirit though challenged time, and again hasn’t been snuffed out.
Starting as a slow smouldering warmth, that later learned to dance and make myself one with the heat.
Challenge it, make use of the flames licking at my heels. In constant motion, forests rejuvenate once they’ve been touched by a flame. The flame will leave a scar, with time heals. Once you learn to embrace the heat, be one with it. Soo many try to with all their might to contain it, in their mind at all costs dump water on it!
The fire is part of you, don’t let your hearts desires be dampened by coldness of others. Be the flame!
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