Today I fought with many emotions,and the beauty of spiritual connections.Why fight these beauties?!...How could I fight the feelings within me!!?..“Bah!”... a cynical groan!..I harbor anger inside and outside my heart,with a seductive urge and dissolving tears...I was in an agonizing dreadto touch your warm lips with a trembling hand,to rush into your arms,to taste the sweet moistureand the trembling fire that had seized me.Let us sing songs of the heart around the firein the great stone hearthor beneath the radiance of a starwith the scent of dust after the rainwhere the soul sings to happinesswith the song of a flute.
The Trembling Fire




