Hearth
A fireplace is made for flame.
Even when dark, empty, cold,
its purpose is unchanging.
It was made for flare, for flicker,
for blaze, for light; it was made
to cast warmth, to hold glow.
The soul is a kind of fireplace.
Love itself the flame.
Even in our chillest hour,
it’s clear what are made for.
by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer
