I don’t know how many I burned pages, yellowing, withered pages of life. I wrote and burned, tore and wrote and burned again. Everything was burning: love and hate, tears and joy, enemies and friends, suffering and freedom, pain and lightness, faith and loss, defeats and victories.
Almighty queen fire destroys everything, without compassion burns what is needed and what is not, but in the dark, its light illuminates another new path; with the hot, it warms our soul and body; with its strength and power, it does justice.
And while the power of light is diminishing, a period of darkness is coming, a period of rest and tranquility for the earth – let inside of every one of us, that light and warm, all-powerful fire burns – in the heart, soul, home, homeland.
Let that convention of fire unite all for good and meaningful ideas, works, aspirations.
Let there be unity within us, in the earth and in the world.
Can you set fire without matches in nature?