Sleeping fire

I: A scientist is someone who endlessly studies the facts, the "why" and "how".

II: An artist is someone who translates their world for others to experience.

III: Both often experience infinite curiosity.

IV: Sometimes one is both a scientist and an artist.

V: Forever searching out the "why"s, and blending their mind to create something others will understand.

VI: Most just want to be seen and understood, as this artist does.

VII: Enter the world and mind of a transmasc nonhuman living in a human body.

VIII: Please understand that all found herein is subject to interpretation.

IX: May your world be the richer for peering through these strange and intense glasses.

Laughing stars playing,

twinkling in constellations

sparkling, blinking in the only

deep cobalt nighttime sky.

While the sleeping fire sunflowers

are hanging their heavy heads,

they rest, in this quiet night,

the sweet still dark air weighing

on their golden-yellow petals.

While starling murmurations

are murmuring in the trees,

Then those early sunrise reds

begin to streak a morning sky,

this life returns to wakefulness.

The sleeping fire grows bright,

ever more alive as the sun rises

casting it’s living color beams

across life, reaching, reaching

for you. Wake up, it murmurs

in your sleeping, dreaming ear.

A Flittering Flame