Where is the fire?

May 03, 2015 03:45

I stop my meditations on a sudden thought, and open my eyes.

The old sage, sitting across from the incense lantern smiles, "so, do you have a solution to my puzzle?"

He rights his posture and tents his fingers beneath his chin before he speaks again, "where is the fire?"

I grin back with that feeling of joy which can only come through revelation or understanding. I look down at my open left hand before looking back to meet his gaze, "the fire is in my hand."

His smile widens to show his slightly uneven teeth before he lightly claps his hands, "you have solved the puzzle effectively, my student. There is still much to learn or relearn, as it may be, about what this means and how to apply the knowledge but this is the first big step."

Nodding without doffing my visible satisfaction, I slowly stand and leave the chamber to return to my study. While pleased with the result, I am disturbed by the possibility that I am forgetting something. I fear that, although this was the first question I answered, it wasn't the first that was asked.

I will have to chase this thought in my private meditations,
...Nights
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