Fire sparks.

Slivers of wood

jump to the ground

burning embers

until they turn to ash


My soul is a burning sliver

Mixing with dirt and rain

Confused and waiting

for other pieces

of me to return.


At last the fire sparks again

more slivers rocket

to the muddy ground

We are rejoined

And together we burn

Through the night.


Audio Version
(As it sounds in my head)

Thanks to Jessica Madow for her music...