The art of writing

Resound in me
like a drum.
Make me ache
make me hurt
like childbirth.
Pull life from nothing
like God creating.
Breathe in existance
breathe out fury
like a solar flare.
Burn alive, burn alive, burn alive
Feel the rythm,
feel the thunder,
feel the concussions roll off of you one more time and begin again,
a beating heart, a burning heart, a living heart.