Made of fire

Self sustained totally unrestrained.
Of gold and iron everything pertained,
to the spark of the well trained.

Made of fire he was born crumbling was the air,
heated and convected twisted and reflected,

Hammers were erected the stomp was directed,
shedding glittering ashes it covered with lashes,
of ruby agatha opal and sapphire the melting glory of the hammer.

Who rampant with the anvil sheds the fury of Ares.

Molten iron clashing force moulding coarse,
pride and energy were their names,
the two dancing nieces orbiting the center,
dancing for the craft and glory dominating the ether,

Made of fire it bends the time,
made of fire it heats the concoction,
that kindles the emotion,
preparing the motion of the forge.

For the next bath of blood.



Andrés