Fire and Ash

tend to the fire,
throw in the logs,
stoke the flames
of your deepest desire
that rages in the heart
of all the darkness -
soot-laden logs
who, in their burning away,
feed the light
and the warmth
of a fire,
that's learning
to feel itself,
as it rises
from the ashes
of a life half-lived.

From the Ashes

it is time
to rise
from the ashes
of things
that have
burned
themselves out,
things that
don't serve me
anymore,

it is time
to smear
the sacred ash
on my hermit form,
and move on
to find
the one line
written inside me,
my new hymn
my soul song.