“Dare I Become?” by Donald H. Schambow

Creative fires smolder,
blaze uncontrolled,
subside into glowing coals.
Then once more roar
with threatening ferocity.
Dare I walk into the fire?
Dare I allow myself
to be consumed,
and emerge, reborn,
the one I will become

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