Out from the fire

fire within my heart

Through the fiery glass I see the smoke rising up inside my mind.
I look through what I think is real
but when I do I can't feel
It's blurry and foggy and thick
it's choking and very thought provoking.
I want to escape but fear wells up
Then I hear a still small voice
it guides me through each layer.
The smoke starts clearing and I can breathe
It takes my hand and says to see the beauty
in each of life's elements.
No longer burning to
hurt or hate but to love and see clearer than before.
Fire can be bad or good it can be passionate or misunderstood.
Lift above the smoke and see your life and live it.