Shkode : Fire Journey : Poem #2

shkode
from the darkness,
a spark lept,
light,
heat and flame crept,
from the quiet,
a rumble,
rippling,
through the air,
from the east,
the light spread south,
from the south the heat blanketed the west,
we gathered in the north,
and we felt,
the joyous emotional ,
blast,
laughter,
shouts of joy,
whistles,
back to the eastern door,
we sat and watched the embers,
radiate,
rain fell,
to the ground to clense,
the fire's last resting place,
we smiled and closed our eyes,
in prayer,
what a journey this flame took us,
thank you,
fire,
shkode