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Or let me be just
That indescribable life in your eyes.
To the sun they may be small but
Put the sun on this surface and
Everything will cease.
To be a fire
Such as the fire in your pools
Of ice would be nothing
Less than a blessing.
Felt fires steal the green
Year by year.
The fiery tongues kiss
Poor souls of misfortune good-bye
As they pass on and leave
A deep and sad silence where
Life was once epitomized.
But let me be this fire of yours,
Where the destruction comes and goes
While we sit and watch
As life grows anew.
No green is greener than
The yellow-young which sprouts
Long after the cinder turns to smoke.
I’ll lick away the dirt and grime
Though first they may hate me, chase me
Away and fear me as long as
I may leave my playground
Better than when I came.
Let me have the retrospect of fire,
Such as the fire I see in you.
I will take the law’s lashes and hear the people roar.
Just let me transform
As your eyes change mine.