By Monica C. Voskamp
“Do not lie
Do not betray me,”
Said the fire to the wind
As he merged forces with her.
“I will never.
I will always move
With thee,
I will never blow
Thee out.”
Promised beautiful Wind.
Fire glowed.
His warmth blazed around her
A strong steady brilliant flame.
Wind succumbed to his charm
She was his promised power forever.
Years past
Wind kept her promise
She stayed faithfully
She protected him
From every threat
That dared try drown out
The great flame of the world.
Till one day.
One day Wind opened her eyes.
She saw more than the
Orange memzering flames.
She felt more than the
Beautiful warmth of his strength.
She heard the cries of another
The children of Earth
Begging for mercy,
Longing for hope
Pleading for justice.
Wind realized she had
Stayed the faithful breeze
While fire strayed, swept the earth
With his power lust & greed.
Fire was out of control
He raged.
He destroyed.
He glorified only himself.
Wind was the loyal kind,
Not one to betray.
But Earth was suffering,
Weeping black ashes every day.
Wind couldn’t look the other way.
Though heart had pledged to loyalty,
Wind had also vowed to uphold
Love, justice, integrity, and mercy.
The innocence of Earth
Cried out desperately, like a hurting child
Wind could not deny Earth’s pain
And she could not neglect
When it was in her ability to help.
Wind saw the brutal damage
Fire had made every inch of the map.
Wind wept bitter tears
Her love was no longer on the same page.
Her sweet love had turned from good
To only greed and power
He was now known a destructive terror.
Earth’s living nightmare horror.
Wind’s heart screamed
As she turned on her love
She turned on him full,
And broke her loyalty vow.
Summoning every breathe
She struck him in one fatal blow.
And just like that
Fire’s blaze was no more.
Only dying embers remained.
Only ashes played tears
On Wind’s face.
Her heart ached every day
At the vow she broke
With her first and last
Her only love,
Her heartbreak flame.
But Wind finds hope
As she watches child Earth.
As she watches joy unfolding.
Earth is flourishing
Earth is healing.
Earth is rebuilding.
Wind retells her story of love & pain.
She tells of his greed. his mistakes.
She tells of her naive. her regrets.
But she always tells child Earth,
The story has the most beautiful ending
For out of the pain of her sacrifice
Came a story of hope & rebirth
The story of how Wind & Flame
Created a new & better,
Planet Earth.
© 2020 MONICA C. VOSKAMP
Always hope. Always belive. Always love. ❤
*Photo Credit: Photo by Denys Argyriou on Unsplash