I Wish in the Forest Fire of Your Heart

By Lisa Zimmerman

That I could be the river
the elk cross to safety
and the young firemen digging
long trenches ahead of the roar
and the hawk and the hummingbird
winging skyward.
And I wish I could be
the rain cloud charging
over the smoking crowns of trees
to drop tears of relief
on the last smoldering flames.

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