A fire. I just get great joy out of the ritual of lighting it, the fragrance, the crackle and hiss, the amber glow and, yes, the heat. I’ve been known to light fires on hot days. I get into a meditative state from it, a bit like when I have a dog nuzzled beside me. A few months ago I would have written this piece about my dog but alas he’s gone to another dimension and I do miss him.
God forbid…God.
A fire. I just get great joy out of the ritual of lighting it, the fragrance, the crackle and hiss, the amber glow and, yes, the heat. I’ve been known to light fires on hot days. I get into a meditative state from it, a bit like when I have a dog nuzzled beside me. A few months ago I would have written this piece about my dog but alas he’s gone to another dimension and I do miss him.
Malag,
I miss my dog, Iffly and so do my three boys! I feel for you. Thankfully they teach us about love that never dies.
Oh, Malag, I know how it feels to miss a beloved pet!
Beautiful reflection, thanks Malag
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