Below is a poem written by Mike Troy, Poet Laureate of Hillsborough, NC. The name of a past show at the Hillsborough Gallery of Arts was his inspiration. A loving thanks to Mike for sharing his friendship and talent with us.
PLAYING WITH FIRE
Work with water, play with fire:
Elements of man's desire;
The heath at dawn, the heather drenched,
The dew by which desire is quenched.
Desire fed is conflagration;
Desire quenched is meditation.
As a child, but never since,
I played with the elements.
Must we always play to win?
Can't we find child's play again?
Ignore the sky, try looking down;
Play with fire upon the ground.
You teeter, feel your balance steady;
Memory's spark is every ready.
The childish spirit. heart and mind
Are there if you will bend your spine.
Let the fire remain an ember;
What we had forgot, remember.
9-28-07 Michael Troy