Fire on the mountain

The embers danced on wind whipped skies,
frenzied dervish of firefly light
sparkling orange diamonds on air,
they say the spirits bless their hallowed ground,
death and decay give way
to newness that will rise from ash,
small shoots below hazy clouds
where prairies greet the steps
of mountains so high,
shadowed as night falls
eager
to begin a rebirth once more .

A quick piece I created yesterday, reminding me of our out West trip when there was a fire somewhere on the mountain in Utah. The hazy skies and yellow haze present on the mirror of a motorcycle, moving through space and time long ago.

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21 thoughts on “Fire on the mountain

  1. thanks Elouise, I only had a few minutes and just started splashing paint about, then remembered how the skies looked like the fire in the mountains in Utah years ago and hence, a fire is born πŸ™‚ thank you my friend ❀ Hey super L too ❀

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