Returning With a Fire

Returning With a Fire

Falling-over the fire that burns you too,

From a sunset’s last glimmer, thoughts anew,

Calling so long - only now repenting,

With a fire glowing flames relenting,

That warms you and I before darkness spreads,

Dousing groans from evening gowns and their beds,

The boy within wakes the man without time,

Ageless are the sentiments that still climb,

This ever-lasting ladder well-trodden,

For those we’ve rung and who we’ve forgotten.

Man and boy of a shadow flickering,

One is the dream, one is still listening,

He’s got it! Yet waits comforting reply,

If there ever should be such a clear sky,

Give the heart a starry-eyed glimpse of it,

Youthful impressions never lie nor sit,

But re-activate summer’s twilight fade,

That Monday evening moment where we prayed,

For just one answer to a lifelong quest,

How does it feel for a plea to be blessed?

01 September, 2014
©2014 Daniel Brooks-Laurent