A QUIET EMBER by Kori Fitch

This poem was written with a type of Sufi-like style…

While we continuously want to find that soul-mate, our search really is just a dance with the divine. Our life is a mirror of what we feel in our heart and soul. We may think we have found the answer in this partner, but everyone is a reflection of god or source.

I am not interested in a traditional view of god. I lean more toward the east for their interpretation of the divine. I especially like the poetry of Hafiz. I spent some time on a sort of spiritual awakening…one of those small ones. I taught in Saudi Arabia for 6 months. It was a time of reflection and a time for poetry. I am a fire sign: always exploring the different realms of fire. The symbolic flame of our spirit and soul usually manifest from there.

'Deliberation" (detail) by Spanish Illustrator Mario S. Nevado

A Quiet Ember
by Kori Fitch

A slow ember
Ignites an inferno
The flames illuminate
The dark recesses of realms inside

Time and space are extinguished
Being is the only truth
A flood of passion
Is released

A fire is burning through a wall held high
What warrior wields his flaming sword?
The intensity is a mad scientist

The penetration of truth
Scours the depths
synchronicity becomes
The god between
Shape, material manifestation is a
Foolish Bystander
to the energy
the pulses within

Enigmatic meetings will their way into illusion
frequencies rip the old fabric
burning a new path to the deep space
never visited
An ancient rhythm
moved through Me

a cool species of fire burns
through to the center
there is a tangle in the waves of light
a tone long lost
your vibrations echo
On the horizon
Outwitting time and space
This now vibrates throughout eternity

I am water evaporating
I am an ocean without wind
I am an inferno of desires
I taste the ashes on my lips
I am an ember without air

Until every part of me is burnt, flooded
Until I am torn by tempests and my ground is dismantled
I will remain a hunter
Seeking a mysterious prey
Some quiet ember that burns.

Deliberation by Mario S. Nevada

Kori Fitch: I am living my dream. I am 40-something. I lived in the Lake Powell area after college. It was my first taste of freedom from all of society’s expectations. I decided then that I wanted to live in a beautiful place, teach students and have summers off to hike, swim and live simply. It took me a long to get here, but this dream came true. When this one pathway was embraced many other dreams seemed to gravitate towards my long awaited desire. The experience and adventures that happened while I was waiting for the dream to manifest was a mystery within itself. I have owned my own authentic Italian restaurant and traveled which all might have showed me how important it is to follow my dream. I am a high school English teacher, amateur writer and natural philosopher. I know we measure our lives by our accomplishments, but I think we shouldn’t. I think we should have gratitude for the adventures we have had, the lessons we have learned, the people we have loved and the dreams that came true. So if I were lucky to meet any of you face to face I would ask you first “what kind of gratitude do you live in?”

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