Bonfire

Blades of black green grass
Wet with night dew
Walking through
Trees
Bonfire burning
Red orange
Smoke pluming
Crackle sparks and smells
Blissful call of the wild roses
Thorns and all
Prickles and buds
Roots are gnarled
Trunks are bent
The deeper forest
Is wise and blacker for it
Sound quickens
Heart jumps
Turning back
To laughter and earthquakes
Safety of nightfall and light

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