Eagle Creek Fire 2017 near Cascade Locks, Oregon. Photo by Carol Hopkins

“This is the village of the dead.”


All around me
people are setting themselves on fire.

Some for what they think is love
but is nothing but meat fried in yesterday’s lard.
Some for money or to hear their own names carried up in a wind.
The offering they make to a God who has
no name.

The human is naked.
Sees himself in mirrors and looks away.
Only when shame stands up inside him erect as fire
does he know he is burning.
Only then see the sky is nothing but fire
and the air he breathes is a flame.

Compassion sometimes means
“Let them burn.”



6 thoughts on “COMPASSION

  1. May this fire wake us up to
    That which cannot burn.
    May this fire open us to
    That which IS beyond Form.
    May this fire remove
    The fear that divides us
    From our Self.

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