Burn Out

A fiery spark lit

fan those flames

til they reach higher higher higher

and then keep them

burning fierce

feed it, fan it

voracious appetite

more more more

burn baby burn

keep the whole world warm

and brightly lit

eyes open, alert

who else needs warmth?

where to next?

burn → out.

What if we burn...

...in?

embers glowing

low and slowing

dark and knowing

re-minded, re-bodied

here and now

sink → in.

Poem by Natalia Crisanti, following Rest & Restore Retreat April 2026