Passing The Torch

The Gifting

 

Fire was a gift, they say. A gift both dark and light.

For it may keep us warm or might scar us with it's bite

It can be used to punish, torment us to submission

Or illuminate the darkness... restoring our lost vision

 

So who, I ask, gifted us with this double-facing beast

Which God or devil... laid this burning offer at our feet

As smoldering puzzle to answer... a fortune or a fate

This enigmatic flame... we eternally both love and hate

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And so it begins... with the passing of the flame from bridge to boat, the torch-bearers embark on their river journey to set fire to water.

 

 

 

Done