The Voice Beneath the Flame V2

The Voice Beneath the Flame

The flame is quiet when it speaks,
It hides its truth in smoke and peaks.
Not every fire burns to ash—
Some only light the hidden path.

Ask not why the embers glow,
They carry what you used to know.
The voice beneath will call your name—
But only once you touch the flame.

A shadow walks with feet of gold,
A tale once young, now ages old.
It waits not long, it waits not loud—
But breathes behind the thundercloud.

One step forward, none behind,
The fire bends the edge of mind.
When fear dissolves, when self is slain—
You’ll hear the voice beneath the flame.

Ask not why the embers glow,
They carry what you used to know.
The spark you lost, the wound you claim—
Are keys to all you dare to name.

You do not fear the fire.
You fear the truth it shows you.