Salamander

He sought the sacred fire for so long One day it manifested through a song The flame was small and gentle, as he ran with it The dark, deserted streets were beautifully lit He took it home, spoke not a word Then came the silent whisper, “Ye must be undeterred” He took an old wooden clock, broke the hands of time Fed them to the fire as church bells did chime The flames grew stronger, sustenance they craved Whatever he had he gave, till he was slowly enslaved He loved the fire, and it consumed all but his desire He was willingly caught in this miraculous mire His books and clothes, his possessions were next They fed the flames as the world stood perplexed He knew no father, mother nor needed no friend He lived for the fire and longed for the end “You must be weightless if you wish to ascend” So he burned his dreams and sorrows to transcend He became empty and hollow inside, a shell of a man, He felt lighter and lighter and his flight he began His past and his future still lived in his blood Quickly he slit his wrists and gave them all up There he was, drained and hollow, sitting by the fire With nothing left to do but to expire He embraced the flames; the heat propelled him higher, And together they danced forever in a ball of beautiful fire. So if you meet a salamander on a cold, dark night Know it`ll teach you about the fire, if you treat it right