Fire.

(My first attempt at poetry)

FIRE

Inside you burns a fragile fire, at risk of being snuffed
The keepers won’t teach you how to feed the flame enough

Look around, you’ll see ash and remnants of burnt out days
Fires that once roared bright, now cold inactive grays
Extinguished by the fears and masks our guardians erect
Through beliefs and anxieties that falsely protect

Maybe it’s the constant change we can’t accept 
Makes us grasp at security,
Construct lies to perfect

You are surrounded by Gods in ruins 
With their inner fire rejected, 
Souls who unknowingly died to their light reflected

Why are more not exploring a simple fact
That past childhood’s plight
It is possible to keep the fire and reignite

Some rekindle by mid-forties,  having wasted years
Taking off the masks that one often unconsiously wears
It's after all not maliciousness that extinguished the spark
A real strength of will is required to feed it in the dark

So what can you do, the one who is ultimately on your own?
Patiently, kindly observe their suggestions, 
But be careful not to imbibe them without serious questions.

Mine your inner burning kindling, 
Cling to its voice and it’s ringing
Let it eclipse external guides 
Your teachers, parents, friends and idols promoting their disguise
They are mostly well wishing, but still garmented in lies
To be loved they denied their truth, put falsity on tight
They don’t have your unique answers, when wearing masks molded from fright
Yes, practical matters learned from masters can be useful and right
But for the heart’s true course, your inner fire leads to ultimate bright

As in the end, no one knows your destined bond,
Alone you must persist to any worthwhile undisclosed beyond.