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Flamekeeper
Awakening into my first full cycle of twenty-four hours, Back here, in this shore-clinging cabin, Under the all-embracing, omniscient fire of this ubiquitous lake I've both admired and adored, for sixty years, Is, itself, a lifetime's benediction, in the blink of a sigh.
Imagine rousing out of an evening's sweet, dreamless drowse, As if from hibernation in the caves of the ancient ones, Into a world made of inexorably multiplying waves, Each one shouldering a dazzling facet of the sun, on its crest, Delivering its warmth to your footsteps, flesh, breath.
Gazing into the nearly-thousand-acre flame of lake, Knowing I'm its spirit's keeper, its guardian, its namesake, Nature's surrogate, privileged with keeping it inviolate, I walk into the blaze and am not immolated But bathed, purified, illuminated, my soul stoking its life-light.
09/20/11 - (1)
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