Tuesday, May 15, 2018

Sharing the Price of Fire



author's note:

To be clear: the returning hero could just as well have been a heroine.


SHARING THE PRICE OF FIRE

I laid myself down
on the mountain top
until
the thunder god finally blasted me
with a lightning bolt:

by this heroic action
I captured some flames--
yes, I sacrificed my well-being
so the people would have fire.

But when I returned home
--brandishing the torch--
that woman saw how charred and scarred I was
and said:

You’ve frazzled your nerves,
stammered your brain
so now
I'm bound to a tremoring shadow.

“The world and you
  will soon bless my offering,”
  I countered.

The truth is:
you did it for yourself--
now sit down
and let me apply the salve.

Okay, so I didn't receive
the praise I'd hoped for...

yet I still felt blessed
because I realized she understood me

and not only accepted my foibles
but loved me enough to help me deal
with whatever demons might plague me
after my disastrous triumph.



© 2018, Michael R. Patton
Survival: poetry ebook

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