How?

How often do the matches flare
bringing a flame alive
from out of nowhere?

How often do our lives ignite
bringing some heat
into the still dark night?

How often do we fan the coals
bringing electricity
to our sleepy souls?

How often do we stand aside
dousing sparks with tears
watching our dreams subside?

How often do we just allow
the ashes to smolder
and turn our backs, somehow?

How often do we have the chance
to ignore the dangers
and simply give in to the dance?

How often do we settle for the cold-
for being close to the heat
might be construed as bold?

How often do grasp the reality
that there is another side of us
longing to burn continually?


Never let life keep you from living....