Fire In The Rain

Flickering torch upon windowsill

In turbulent air whirls the windmill

Red heats the beads of mornings kiss

Electrified volt of Terra’s abyss

Illuminating glass separates the elements

Neither shall embrace in remembrance.

Ticks of time resonate the patter of drops

Heard as I gaze past the swaying treetops

Everlasting Earth, water, air and fire

Reclaiming each realm and to each their desire.

Aimlessly I ponder by candlelight

Inner most thoughts ends this quiet spring night

Now I blow out my candles flame…and smile.