Fire & Flow / by renee mckenna

For years I was fire

Sparks on gasoline

Watch out

Might get burned

Unpredictable

Destructive

Wanting to explode

Like flash paper

I could ignite

And go dark

Just as fast

Burned out

Burned up

Nothing left

I loved the heat

The power

To cook

Or warm

Or kill

The crackling life force

Changing whatever it touched

To light

Energy

Smoke

And ash

I lived like a Phoenix

Rising From the ashes

Soaring for a moment

Or a while

Then self immolating

Burning up

Becoming ash again

And again

But as I’ve grown

And expanded

Other elements have come

The winds that stoked the fire

Have lessened

And the Phoenix became a Crow

Flying with a murder

Of fellow ex-phoenix

On the breeze of wisdom

And maturity

I learned to walk the earth

Rest upon solid rock

And be nurtured

By the sun

And watered by the rain

But the water scared me

I feared it would put out

My secret fire

The flame I kept hidden

Just in case

I needed to pull

The old bitch

Out of my back pocket

Sometime

But the river came

In my dreams

And called me east

To learn to flow

And merge with the ocean

To trust

And surrender

To evaporate into mist

And become rain again

Not unlike the Phoenix

To be changed

Reformed

But as part

Of a larger cycle

In service

And devotion

To  that

Much Greater than itself.