Ignite


Glowing skin. 
Smoldering,
so bright.
I reached up.
Yearning
for the sun.

I am
the moth.
Dancing endlessly
against the flames.
Empowered and free,
untamed by dark.
 
Setting rays flicker.
Graceful rebels,
brazen against black.
My soul relents
immersed in dusk.
 
I am
the owl. 
Retreating endlessly
Into shadows.
Cooled and soothed,
comforted by dark.
 
Moonlight glimmers.
Timid thieves, 
concealed by black. 
My soul submits
lost in midnight.  
 
I am
the ashes.
Floating endlessly
By the moon.
Burnt and charred,
consumed by dark.
 
Splintered skin.
Scorched,
so bruised. 
I hold on.
Yearning still
for the sun.