art is nothing but the future calling
it speaks in possibilities
dreams heated into desires woven into actions
it flies through clouds limned with visions
touched for their connection of concept, compassion and care
or admired
simply for their beauty
now fire is for forging
fuelled by hope
blending and blessing
this is the future calling

history is nothing but the past declaiming
it speaks in longing
caring cooled into politics solidified into structures
it walks through halls lined with paintings
purchased for their correctness of colour, composition and craft
or stolen
simply for their beauty
now fire is for destroying
fuelled by fear
burning and branding
this is the past declaiming

today is nothing but the present
it speaks in actions
what we will have made
with fire

(kb summer 2002)