Enjoyed a WONderful dinner at ZZ & Joe's last night with our monthly UU dinner group. ZZ's email comment inspired this poem. Frog refers to a restaurant in Phila., from which came the delicious carrot cake recipe.
The Fire Is
Us
A gathering of souls,
known each to the other
by face and voice and manner.
Sharing space,
sharing breaths,
savoring the fare
lovingly prepared
to nourish:
babaganush and brie,
mushroom barley soup,
pasta salad,
whole-grain breads
with lots of butter,
wine flowing,
water pouring,
a carrot cake designed
by Frog.
But first,
the darts did fly and crash,
flights exploding,
til ended the game
the host did win,
by ONE!
Sated, filled,
the dark descends,
and by the bon's flame
we sit and warm our
noses and toes.
Sparks like fireflies
filling the darkness,
exploding with light
and thrilling the heart,
children again, we are,
caught up in wonder and awe.
The fire - a reminder
that Life itself burns
with a Spirit Fire,
and that Fire is us.
and that Fire is us.
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