Fire Dance Poem by Marica Apodaca

Fire Dance



Flames may consume my body
but my soul it cannot destroy.
The pain of consumption,
shall no more than annoy.

I face the fury of the fire,
Its' blistering heat and rage.
Caught only in its midst,
by this confining cage.

The flames will have no life
when at last the ashes are cold.
Still I will have lived
and my story will have been told.

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