My little fire

I sit and write, for in me is desire
To let you dear reader sit and rest
For a little while by my little fire

I hope you’re at ease in my small melody
A picture I long for is you to see
Reading these verses and for a moment feel free

For the vastness of words is like an ocean of love
It is our connection to god above
And while we read we feel life is enough

For this sense of enough, and of wonder I write
In the heat of the sun and the cold of the night
For this is my purpose, and this my desire

To let you rest by my little fire