Flames lick my face with velvet tongues
As lying in their hot embrace,
All that I am, or thought I was,
Seems to be consumed.
Yet, mysteriously I watch this scene
With vision sharper than
Ever human eye could see.
And with that sight I looked and saw
A spirit rise, clothed in white,
Dazzling bright,
And as it rose, it spoke.
The words I supposed I heard
Shot through me like a bolt.
"What lies utterly destroyed below
Was precious to you once,
Yet unbeknownst to you, it weighed you down like sludge.
You've seen it burn, and now you're free
To rise with me to where the real treasure's found-
The thing you value most."
And when I woke I thought of this,
And knew it spoke of love.
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