Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Man on Fire

Pain is Purity...

So say the beloved Christians...through blood and suffering is salvation.

But what of fire...?










Fire is alive- it jumps and moved-dances in the dark.
It devours all it touches...needs air to breath...
How do we feed it...this burning thing, alive?

Deep in the desert you will find my home...It is a rugged place that, paradoxically, brings tranquility and calm...
We do not fear the fire for it bathes our skin-lights our way...We learn to respect it as ruler of the sky...

It is no wonder that we use fire to purge our sorrows...








We set our man -Zozobra- as the great sacrifice...

He carries our sorrows to oblivion...

He carries our worries to the void...

He brings joy and cheer with the burning...

In fire- it dances- and so do we...






1 comment:

Rafał Gadomski said...

Nice entry! Fire is form - I like watching fire, while it purifies my emotions - the "fireotherapy", as I call it.