Embers of fire burning red and orange, <br />Thrust in a handful of herbs and dried leaves, <br />The increasing perfume smell, so strange, <br />And the fire rising higher than ever.. <br /> <br />Warmth and glow surrounds the room, <br />Sense the smoke attack your face, <br />Look into my eyes, see a light in them? <br />The flames are dancing, full of grace.. <br /> <br />The walls of fire are not dangerous, <br />If you are one with them, you'll understand, <br />Burn our skin, still they heal our hearts, <br />From cold winds and pain we'll never stand.. <br /> <br />The embers of fire exists everywhere, <br />In summer they shine their true colours, <br />And when snow floats in our blank space, <br />Their twilight ends but in spring it flowers...<br /><br />Mimi Fakhira<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/embers-of-fire/
