You glow red like the dawn and burn like the sun's fire.

I welcome the fire for the tongues of flame have enveloped me and I am not harmed. The eye saw all of this and spoke just a single word, "fifteen". What does it mean?

I awoke in the darkness, aware of my losing
My heart all in flames and all so confusing
It's only my soul I see I'm abusing
It’s torn and it's shredded
And all my own choosing!
I'm longing for freedom, I'm longing for you
Yet I thrash and I struggle
And welcome the bruising.

Watercolor and gold on paper. Copyright 2006 by Kelley Vandiver