We dare not talk of the darkness for fear it will infect us.
We dare not talk of the fire, for fear it will destroy us.
And so we live in the half-light, Like our mothers before us.
Come to the fire, Feel it warm your skin.
Come to the fire, Feel it burn in your belly, Shine out through your eyes.
Come dance in the fire, Let it fuel your prayers.
Lucy H. Pearce
