Dance of Creation

Strike the match
Start the fire
The flame’s a catch
As it grows higher
Feed the spark
Feel the heat
Light the dark
It burns so sweet
Warm the heart
Tend the embers
A work of art
A red December
A sultry passion
A tender glow
In amorous fashion
The patterns flow
A smoke did rise
But the wind blew
Don’t close your eyes
The sun shines through
Eyes ablaze
Souls aflame
Longer days
To learn your name
Before the fall
A sacred writ
So heed the call
The torch is lit