Putting Out Fires

Sometimes the flames crowd

The distant horizons asthough

The sunset is scorching theEarth

With her dazzling brilliance

Consuming the hills and theforests

Surrounding in everydirection.

Little to do, when the fireslose their mercy,

But stand back and watch

As they dance in the dark.

Hoping they stay at atolerable distance

Lest we are caught in herhorrible rage.

Ready to run as she growsever closer,

Feeling the brush of her heaton my cheeks,

Praying the Heavens to opentheir bounty

And drown her passion withtorrents of rain.

Standing and staringtransfixed

On her beauty. Longing toknow her

In intimate ways, yet fearingher fury

That grows ever stronger.

Torn by emotions... Lost in adaze,

A groundswell of longings thatgrows ever higher.

Do I become one with, or putout the fire.