She gathers wood and
tends the fire
For she knows how to keep the flames of passionate life force burning
Fueling the flames of imagination and creation with her breath and firewood branches
Nourishing the body, mind and heart with whatever is cooking in her pot
For she knows that when the flames die down and the fire goes out, there will be no more life force to go around
No more warmth to wrap around your body
No more heat to ignite your wild heart
No more sparks to touch your thoughts
For fire is life
And life turns to ashes
if you do not fuel the flames
that make you feel alive