Nurturing Heart-fire

I knelt close to the pile of tinder, with flint and steel in hands. Striking for sparks, which crackled like Harry Potter's wand. I had all the focus and determination of a first year student at Hogwarts trying their hand at a Lumos spell in week one. Only this wasn't 'week one', I have lit more open fires than I can remember. Bending low with my head almost touching the ground, I watched to see a flame. Sending lung fulls of oxygen towards the shavings and sticks I am working hard. I feel a tiny seed of doubt within and wondered if my spark had been enough? Upright, I reached for the flint, showering the tinder in sparks anew, and feeding oxygen into the mix. Small wisp's of smoke tend

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