Your light
Burned so ferociously
And bright
I felt your warmth
Far before
I saw your fire
In mid flight
For reasons unknown
You caught me in the fury of your wings
And in marvelous wonder
I let myself
Be gripped
Within the strength of your freedom
And your free soul
It was electrifying
So much so that your fire ignited lightning
And what burned inside me
Was so pale and weak in comparison
I was scorched by this ignition
I had hoped instead
To have my own flames fanned
But the power of yours
With your free soul fueling it
Engulfed me
I was useless against its bounty
And burning willingly
To a crisp
Having no power to tame such a force as this
Though fascinated and mesmerized
Like a moth to a flame
I was seared at the touch
Like a child to a hot stove
Rather than letting the shock of it
Travel through me inspiring strength
I was weakened
Unprepared and unfamiliar
With this capacity
And so I fell
And you
With your wingspan and your flames and your spirit
Trumping mine in size and liberality
What could you do
But let me fall
I would not have carried my own weight in flight
But rather
Weighed you down
Latching on for an astonishing ride
With my burnt wings
And the last of my embers
Fighting for their right to burn on
And burn larger
Than they might have
Before you
Or if not for you
Or quite possibly
Because of the sight of you
But not for the sake of you
I landed once again
Feeling so naked and robbed
Of something I only ever wanted
And never even had
Neither brave enough to reach for
Nor strong enough to grasp yet
My eyes will now be focused skyward
Where you live
So effortlessly
Freely
With a power you’ve harnessed so mysteriously
I should have gathered
That your admiration for birds of prey
Was not just of their majesty
Understanding then
That it was their solo sojourns
Which entranced you most
And I lay on the ground
And I swallow this
While searching for tinder for my fire
Determined to sear the sky
With flames of my own