I the Fire, I the Rose

 

I the Fire, I the Rose

the fire, the petals, the passions of creation

the light of the PRESENCE

brilliant be the towering flames

horrifying be its consuming fury

the rose, the gentle warmth of the glowing fire

the rose, the wrath of its piercing thorn

know I each as one and one as each

I the rose, I the fire

the passion, the pain, the PRAISE.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Image: Courtesy of  Curtis Madden 

For your added enjoyment...
Fire & the Rose Are One - YouTube
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T8Rf9IRmg60

"We shall not cease from exploration

And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time."
Through the unknown, unremembered gate
When the last of earth left to discover
Is that which was the beginning;
At the source of the longest river
The voice of the hidden waterfall
And the children in the apple-tree
Not known, because not looked for
But heard, half-heard, in the stillness
Between two waves of the sea.
Quick now, here, now, always—
A condition of complete simplicity
(Costing not less than everything)
And all shall be well and
All manner of thing shall be well
When the tongues of flames are in-folded
Into the crowned knot of fire
And the fire and the rose are one "

T.S. Eliot

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