walk through fire

walking through flames
licking my scarred skin
with their hungry tongues,
eyes fluttering
with every flying spark
of a dream born,
a body cringing
with every crackle
of a reality burned,
a breathtaking walk
through fears
lived, singed
and ashes smeared,
a spirit drawn into
the fires of illusion,
to meet itself
at the cervix,
where worlds
take seed and die,
while a heart lives on,
exploding
with a nameless,
formless love,
walking through flames
now worn.