An old feeling visited me today,
I turn the lights off,
Yet the shadow still follows me in the dark,
Days turned into months,
I forget how you sound,
Your face,
Your scent,
But your essence remains,
Like a lucid dream,
I remember the rhythm of the fire,
It danced with us that night,
Oh, the infinite sound of night,
That comforted us for days to come,
In the midst of our existence,
I am left wondering,
Wondering if you still dance with fire,
I will always dance with fire,
Under the pouring rain,
Engulfed by snow,
Waves and winds hurling me around,
“Hush,” I whisper to myself,
As the rest of my body painfully turn into ice,
I feel numb,
I continue to burn so intensely inside,
From flesh skin to ashes,
From ashes to life,
A rose emerge,
It starts dancing around the fire,
I will always dance with fire,
Because I am the fire,
Dance with me even when I am on fire,
Everything will burn,
Except you by my side,
Dance with me night after night,
Until we both burn with the sun,
That gave us life.
What are we, if we do not set ourselves on fire?
Keep dancing with fire,
Let’s burn the night sky,
And awaken those who lost their fire.
A poem about resiliency, self-transformation, renewal of life, healing and enduring sacrifice for the sake of love.
