Far to lang the fires have been dormant
Little more than warm embers in the heart of a forge
It is easy to forget the intensity of the flames
Once in a while a figure, cloaked in shadows makes their way to the bellows
Rekindling the fire, giving new life to the flames
Such times can prove difficult
Restraint is a virtue which I often lack
Other times it is better to embrace the flames
Control comes easier with understanding
Understanding comes with time
Something which I also have precious little of these days
Time to look within, time to face the fire and understand
I need a rest...