rapture in the flame

in the dance

rapture is rising
the sky

rapture in the coal
in the glow

rapture in
of the fire heart
lying quiet

hearth is a home
to rapture

a home
to worship

a kind of love
so …
let the dance
add a stick
of rapture-in-waiting
to burn


Poem #543 from a series of poems drawn from the imagination and collected as: a Bachelard reverie.

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