Treasure Island

matt daffern


Fire and Water


Fire and water.
Fire and water, closer than we think.
We always think of fire
The destroyer, the demolisher.
We always think water
The life-bringer, the rebuilder
But, what about flash floods?
Rushing, raging taking all.
What about forest fires?
Spreading nutrients,
And maintaining habitats?
Also, without fire there is no passion
No love, no drive
But, without water no serenity,
no restraint, or peace
we need to keep balance in our lives
fire and water duality
kindness in our hearts
passion in our work
Fire and water.

Submitted: Friday, May 06, 2011
Edited: Saturday, May 07, 2011

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  • Wendy Bureau (5/6/2011 1:25:00 PM)

    Perfectly stated! ! .. Finding balance in our lives.. everything in moderation.. This was a refreshing read...

    write on! :) (Report) Reply

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