The Campfire Poem by Alexander Thomas

My hair speckled with embers and smoked,
Eyebrows encrusted with salt from the sea breeze,
Eyes wide with cosmic delight,
Crackling consciousness,
Sizzling sentience,
Seated as an immortal under a timeless canopy of celestial majesty,
Memories play in dancing shadows,
My beard sodden with the dew of awakening joy,
Skin leathered and weathered,
Charcoaled toes restless with wonder,
The king of the campfire,
In the stars, in the cinders, in the fire,
Is all I could ever wholeheartedly desire!