A Prayer to Red
May. 12th, 2011 02:31 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I call to Red, fire of life, fire of passion,
fire of fury, fire that burns bright, burns hot, that sears
the soul. All must be full, all must be whole, all must
be bright, and sharp, and harsh, and deep, all must be all.
To scream to the sky, to sing to the sea, you call
to the world to see itself as you do. Fire of love,
your glance ignites us, your breath scalds our skin,
your touch brands us as yours. Without your flame
we wither, without your heat we soon grow cold.
Many-splendored Red of the light and of the dark,
you are rage, you are pleasure, you are the firestorm,
you are the soul of the artist and the lover.
fire of fury, fire that burns bright, burns hot, that sears
the soul. All must be full, all must be whole, all must
be bright, and sharp, and harsh, and deep, all must be all.
To scream to the sky, to sing to the sea, you call
to the world to see itself as you do. Fire of love,
your glance ignites us, your breath scalds our skin,
your touch brands us as yours. Without your flame
we wither, without your heat we soon grow cold.
Many-splendored Red of the light and of the dark,
you are rage, you are pleasure, you are the firestorm,
you are the soul of the artist and the lover.