The ridge is aflame,
Get close and it is too hot.
She is burning up, spreading her
Fury over everything she touches.
The dry pines crackle and whine,
Faces flush with her burning heat.
Water drops from helicopters.
Firefighter’s hoses dance at the borders of the blaze.
Hearts pounding we are burning inside,
Praying for cooling.
Feel the flame heating and melting the ground
Around you, fire spreading in underground roots
Blistering and blazing the mountain down,
Acrid odors and ribbons of smoke sweltering from the inferno.
What do we know?
Remember climbing that mountain?
We did not master it.
What do we know about fire on the mountain?
She teaches us. What?
To be fighters of fires.