Passion Of Fire

My heart was started by a spark,
burst into flames.
Now I am like a lamp on a hill,
everyone sees me and my passion.
I'm on fire, I'm burning bright.

You made the spark,
kindled the flame,
gave this fire the passion of the night.
Its burning bright, through the night,
its never going out or dimming.

Its the passion of the fire,
its the passion of life.
The life you gave,
was meant to amaze.
Now with you in me,
I illuminate the darkness.

I'm on fire,
running with the flame, the passion
touching people,
letting them catch the fire, catch your Love.
It never fades away,
this passion deep in me,
it'll burn till the end of day.

by Mistral Love

Comments (3)

so beautiful. always a pleasure to read.
My daughter loved the movie 'Rockadoodle' when she was young. I cannot believe that the main character in this movie is also mentioned in this poem. What's more, the character, Chanticleer was originally written about in a work of Chaucer in the early 1400's. I believe that in this poem, Emily is saying that we must beware of that certain prideful part of our personality, no matter how beautiful or eye catching it may be; that we must guard it with subtle inocence and not with vanity, lest it be stripped from us in an instant.
My daughter loved the movie 'Rockadoodle'. I cannot wait to tell her that her favorite character from that movie is found in a Dickerson poem and what's more the character was originally depicted in a tale written by Chaucer in the 1400's. I think that in this poem Emily is saying that we must beware that the one prideful thing that we exhibit in our personality, no matter how beautiful or eyecatching it might be; might be the one thing that would cause our own self destruction; that we must guard it with care and not with vanity lest it be stripped from us in an instant.