Kenny Canoe

I long to step into the fire and feel the freedom only the flame can bring. I brought myself to this grey horizon only to find restlessness, a bitter sense of incompleteness, where was the happiness I expected to find? And there He is, crouched by a flickering flame with some fish and coffee, a white toothed smile and nail scarred hands, He finds me still, and in the light of His fire…..we eat……as friends.