When you found me, I was merely an ember
The memory of a raging fire
You picked me up
and breathed on me
and spoke to me
With a tiny breath of the living spirit.
And quietly we walked
through dimly lit trees
sustaining me with your insufflation
In the expanse,
you lay me down with the forest dreg
And I feast upon it
You embolden me with a gust of that living spirit
to become the furious pyre of my genesis
You return me to myself
And I am free
