Falling Ash

Searing heat
Raining down like fire
Burning me clean
From the inside out
Scalding water
Steam rising high
Clouding the room
Blocking daylight out
Like falling ash
And the promise of death
Buried underground
As cold as ice
Spirit rising high
Stretching thin
Snapping mortal constraints
Hurtling away at speed
Dancing with the wind
Never to return

Except as falling ash.

Sam