It was like this
we huddled around the fire
clutching what remained of our beliefs
they’d grown old and shabby
frayed at the edges from all that clinging
convinced they were so indispensable
we hadn’t risked laying them aside ’til now
give them to the fire on the count of three,
one said to the others
but I know words burn only if you let them
I want it new, I want to slide out doorways
and small cramped rooms into open spaces
full of light
we toss them and a wild blue smoke rises up
moonlight shines on new worlds
we walk towards the blazing light of infinity
with open emptied hands
©heartsdeesire
