Holy Pyre

I could see the log fire
at the end of the
vast unrestricted view
from here, up to the horizon.
It was night time
it was cold
it had dry air blowing
from behind me
and making me sway
with its whispering chill.
I wanted to go near the fire
hoping that it would
warm me up.
Not that I didn't feel its
mild heat touching my face,
but I wanted more
as my body was stiff,
because I had frostbite
all over my naked self .

And then I ran.

My body wouldn't let me
I fell
I got up
I limped
I crawled
And I dragged myself.
And when I was there
I jumped
inside the amber colour fire,
and I immediately knew
I had gone too far.

That was my holy pyre
And that was your Nirvana!