I am the ember and the inferno
The fiery genesis of All That Will Be
My blood moves magmatic through obsidian chambers
My core is concentric with Earth’s molten heart
If you wish to meet me, go to the forge
Place yourself in the crucible, billow the flame
Plunge your desire into cinders and ash
Take up the hammer, give shape to your vision
If you wish to love me, burn for me roses
Wild and red and armored in thorn
Ruby my ears and garnet my fingers
Crown me with bloodstone and hawthorn and sage
If you wish to be me, oil your iron
Crackle your courage and farewell your shame
Crimson your lips with the ichor of peppers
Unsheathe your knowing and ring out your name
The Stars, the Salt, and Me 