Passion

What is it that gives us life?

Is it the sun whose rays beat down on our heads when the days are long?

Could it be the rushing waters that flow down the street after a storm?

Or is it the electricity that sparks when your feet rub against the carpet.

No

It is fire.

Not the fire that you warm your toes by in the middle of winter.

Not the fire that rages through a forest, leaving darkness in its wake.

Not the fire that flickers from the candle in a church, amidst the prayers of many.

But the fire in our soul.

The passion that makes us fight to live.

This is the fire that the soldiers feel when defending their homeland.

The light that shines in the eyes of the newborn.

What happens then that light is gone?

It is the fury of the father when he is taken away from his family

The burning tears that spring from the broken heart of a girl

But what would happen if that fire was gone?

The passion that makes love

and the passion that makes war.

What happens when it's gone?