the fire

the coal fire is a'burning
glowing red and blue
with little flames a'licking
as flames are wont to do

outside the dark is velvet
while frost spreads on the ground
the stars so bright in winter skies
deep silence all around

i sit here and i wait
for what i do not know
a lightning strike, a miracle
perhaps a fall of snow

time passes as the clock ticks
a journey from the past
we only have this moment
the future doesn't last

for now my mind is weary
i hear the call of sleep
i wonder in my dream world
if i will laugh or weep

perhaps i'll find new passion
a never ending fire
a meeting of the heart and mind
to waken my desire


Copyright © 2012 by Eryll Oellermann