Perception ripples red and orange 
over glowing ember demon eyes.

A gentle voice soothes the flame 
as I bless the fear and honor the pain.

I am calm.

I close my eyes and take 
the first step,
like a child learning to walk.

I walk the plank...

I fire walk.

Over seething heat 
turning on the back 
of rejection...

I fire walk.

Shame sizzles, sap bleeds from 
ancient family trees like split blisters.

I fire walk.

There's an arsonist shouting, "Fire!"
and a wound.

I fire walk.

With strength and acceptance
I embrace this inflamed weakness 
like a parent 
embraces a child.

I fire walk the past...

And looking through the window
I see that the world is on fire, 
burning.

Through the smoke, coming into view
are all the faces of me and you.

Together, through a world on fire,

   ...we fire walk.