Passion’s Afterburn

Soaring through flames
the unseen regenerates
this existence so ephemeral
knowing parts burned yesterday
beget births of tomorrow

So rises Nature's persistent voice
this whispered echo of all before
trumpeting previews of all to come

Like winged seeds
ascending high above the ash
sparks ignite frigid unknowns
enjoining other swirling trails
high within us

For Time knows

Hunger's searing tempest
embraces icy conflict
releases teardrops once frozen
to nurture yet again
another loving garden
even as afterburns of passion
wait patiently