Early in the
still dark morning
life it calls for
some small fire
first the candle
then the stove
our conversation
well inspires
Agreements and
decisions burning
tilt the damper
stem the flow
Cracks and pops
mirages turn
the spells we murmur
cast a glow
Words grow heated
as we forge
a truce to carry
on the flame
Light the darkness
warm the home
as life and light are
much the same ~
Lions Mane 