The fire that never sleeps


Finally the ice retreated
and what remained of life
regained the luxury
of curiosity

Emerging, crab-like wary
from dark hidey-holes, they again
covered the earth
with footprints

An inscrutable obelisk
uncovered, tantalised with ancient runes –
landscapes of thorns,
and dormant mystery

Yet the temple lay desolate;
no gods, only graven idols
three triangles
black on yellow
unto infinity

a created oblivion
the fire that never sleeps
unleashed again


From Flickr cc by Alex Hesse

(I blame/ credit this documentary with putting me in this strange mood)