The Fire Maids

for Buffy and Asuka

my inferno-sisters move with
the sinuosity of lava,
the flaring rage of the forest turning to ash,
the gentleness of the prayer candle's soundless flame,
the joyous flickering of Berlin's city light nights.

fire is the destroyer, they say --
but phoenix and dragon cannot be destroyed by it;
their flames are renewal and rebirth
and what is fouled
they will cleanse.

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