Do you know passion?

Not sure how to categorize this, maybe poetry. More of a question though, id love replies.

Passion. Do you know the meaning of the word?
have you felt its burn, its flame, its intense blaze, deep in your heart?
what could be more beautiful? what could be more fulfilling?
but can you have too much passion? could that very burning that woke you from your slumber of black and white, and hurled resplendant color spattering and spilling accross your life, consume you in an infernal blaze paralyzing you of the ablility to burst forth and validate your desires? Or is it that very question that quells this so magnificent conflagration to a crackling ember. do you fear greatness?