The archer’s bow
Extended alight
Burns hot
Stead fast & bright
Strength within
Knows no bounds
My soul however
Requires calm resolve

There you stand
Quietly watching
Cooling, wet
You soothe Me
Your music flows
As does your stream
Monitoring My heat

It is in your servitude
If you have the desire
The devotion
Allowing My flame
Close in Our passion
Without dousing the fire
Without burning you dry

For passion envelopes Us
Fire & Water
Two elements; opposites
Souls in fusion
Steam rising
Never dying

Pete Ibbertson 23 October 2012