Some people are burning
Recognize the signs
of the ancient flame:
a glint in the eye,
a shake in the hand,
the spontaneous production
of sacred ashes.
Crowds bend around them,
outside combustion radius.
They'll tell you the Earth
is a cold, blank snowfield.
The can only build a fiery bridge.
They will never see a spring,
or profusions of flowers.
Or watch summer unfold
like a letter, with strange news.