ah, finally a brief respite......
some people love the life of hassle, of things to do and places to go
i prefer to just sit in some comfortable place and let life pass by
but enough about my lacksidasical fantatsies.....

fear of the consequences of fire......
it took no paltry amount of time or effort to come to terms

i am afraid of fire,
of that merciless consuming blaze,

to be held in omnipotent hands,
bent on perfection

why do i fear so much?
because im holding on too tight?

how to learn to let go and trust.....
to trust.......