Gentle Wind Raging Fire

The flames are licking up the knotted tree
So close now I can feel blue blood igniting
A gentle wind blows from the sacred place
We walked and talked of life and love
Love is born in the quiet place
It burns so hot it consumes all it touches
I can’t help but press on into the dark place
What is there looking back at me
Into that raging blue fire I shoot my heart
Awaiting nothing to return
The Phoenix rises from the ashes of my doubt
The holy fires burn in distant stars
Here it comes

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