Bonfire

circa 01
written during the NBF summer writing camp @ Simon's rock college in MA.

to the fire we fed
all of our worries and burdens
in no words
tongues of languages only spoken
in your soul
all pain gone
the primitive music alleviated the heaviness
in our hearts
our souls again seemed free
the night we fed our worries and burdens
to the fire
beats set the pace for movement
for release of anger
depression, lust and
love lost.
all emotions that we couldn't hold inside anymore
to the fire we fed
and the fire fed it to the sky
and the sky held it fast
our souls again pure
no raging in the cage
of our bodies and souls
songs we didn't know
but made up in our souls
as the beat went on
we all contributed to the energy
we all did our part
the night we fed our worries and burdens
to the fire.