Healing Heat

T’was on a coolish summer night Amidst dusk creatures howling Fullest moon in all its might Essence of darkness prowling Life was going on despite The smell of death still lurking Hooting owls returned from flight Whilst bustling fast foods working The lushes plains were over flowing Long summer days, glorious delight Nature’s feast, full bellies glowing Bountiful prey, no need to fight All was too good, balance shifting The reaper saw this “minor” plight “The edges need a little trimming” His words while staring at the site Ferocious speed, his sickle dangling Takes to the fields with fury swipes With each foul swoop, retracting, angling And strikes a rock, a spark ignites Catches his robe, him not knowing The cloak of darkness set alight Sends wildfires meandering And creatures paralyzed with fright This fire demon out sprinting The fastest champion’s muscle drive Wide-eyed hypnosis, heartbeat racing Through the terror must survive Flee from heated clutches chasing See no moisture in dry eye Longing for the heat embracing Fuel unsoothed by wailing cry Second winds and new beginnings Tears falling from smokey skies Transformations so amazing Blackened gravesite, torched surprise Through the charcoal trees still burning Fevered wings prepare for flying Hope resembled, familiar yearning Phoenix spirit from ashes rising