Fiery Determination
By Etienne
Perfect circle,
Hammered brass,
Otherworldly shine,
Sifting through my memories,
In the dark as I slumber,
Like a window to my soul,
A symbol of the determination,
To succeed in persistence,
As though an object can hold,
Such dear importance,
As of a task long awaited,
In the fire of its lengthy creation,
As it burned bright red and smouldered,
The pain of its burns forever edged in my fingertips,
The hissing of the metal as it hits the water,
Sparking, smoking, sizzling
Its beauty astounded me,
As though I had never thought,
That I would accomplish it