Fire

And then, everything behind was his spirit.

Nothing left, nothing at all…

Everything was burnt down, to ashes

Ashes, little pieces, left in the ground, after he waited

All his life.

Every single moment, waiting, expecting,

Dreaming of how his soul would burn, but it wasn’t like that.

It wasn’t at all like he wanted to,

It was just so massive, so pruning, so destroying entirely.

His tears came out and eventually

The fire in his hearth ached so much, it ached,

It make his whole life miserable, but the fire…

Oh that fire was so warm,

It was entirely burning him and he was in ecstasy,

Mere ecstasy…

He was just expecting some warmth in his heart,

But before he would notice he burnt…