Ceremonials (i)

I walked into a fire pit,
it melted my hard edges.

I shimmered golden,
pulsed like a supernova,
died like a star and was
reborn,
pulsating, pulsating.

I danced, a flame-child
closer to your blaze,
let it touch me, ooh baby
you couldn't burn me.

I walked into the fire pit
and it melted my hard edges,

thawed my heart,
at last.