In the blazing Fire

In  the   blazing   Fire....

In  the  blazing  fire  there,

Sulking  many  aboriginal   habits ,

Roots  of  unshakable   faith,  rituals

With  glowing  embers, 

Much  to  the  censure   and

Berating   tags    of  many:

In   a  different  sort of  fire,

I see  a  few , reformed,  burn

Their   ugly sinister, restless thoughts,

Slowly  the  fire  recedes into  a

Cave  of  negation  and cessation,

Itself  engulfs   the  wicked ness.

There is  this mysterious  fire

In  many,  lurking  and virile,

beyond   embalm   and   redemption,

audaciously   poking:  a  hawk               

restive  in  its    pursuit ,

soon  to  be  subdued  by  a  different  Fire.