making a fire in winter
takes care:
the ground the fuel
may be wet, unforgiving
one has to start
with whatever
is still
available
and think too
why, for what
this solstice blaze
started with diesel
for light, for celebration?
a cabin warmer choked
for efficiency?
a sauna, for sweat
and ponder?
so too goes life
after a couple years drying
in the shed:
all it needs is a spark
falling
into context