Silence seeps into my mind, stilling the chatter,
burnt offerings sacrificed on the hearthfire rising from my heart.
Silence surrounds and penetrates thoughts
as darkness penetrates the dancing flames.
Thoughts waft up as so much smoke while
cooling embers glow with heartlight, shower sparks
and warm the space found by and by.
Tongues of flame lick wooden ideas,
charring them to coals that fracture and crumble,
shedding more heat than light.
The fire breathes and grows brighter, hotter,
burning away the mind dross, leaving only listening,
and hearing (firespeech), feeling (firewarmth), seeing (firelight).
Ears and eyes, flesh and bones, breath and heart.