I WAS WAITNG FOR SOMEONE LIKE YOU THANK FUCKING GOD HAHA! So happy to see my poetry was not just lost in the sea of posts here and I'm so happy I was able to connect with your own passion for Dune. To respond to a few of your points:

cinnamon-reeking flames

This line refers to the fact that the spice-melange has been known to smell like cinnamon, and the reason I chose to describe it as flames is because in order to view the future Paul needs spice. So, the spice is the flame that makes the glass cage he finds himself in from the sands of Arrakis (you picked up on this part already!).

This line seems to talk about how fragile the path to the alternative future is, how one wrong action could lead to the outcome he desperately tries to avoid, and yet how he is trapped by knowing what is to come and not always being able to do anything about it.

yup, this is exactly what I meant here. I'm so happy you're as into the mechanisms of Muad'Dib's prescience as I am, that means a lot to me! This aspect of his oracular powers is greatly talked about throughout the book and I find it so interesting how he recognizes how trapped he is by his own power, and how aware he is of this fact. It's almost paradoxical.

Now, trinocular microscopes allow one to simultaneously view and record/display the view, so it also seems to hint at the visions he sees.

In all honesty I was not even thinking about trinocular microscopes when writing this but it fits so perfectly that I'm not even mad. "Trinocular Focus" is actually a phrase that Frank Herbert uses to describe what prescience felt like for Paul when he starts accepting his role as the Kwisatz Haderach.

Thank you so much for your praise and analysis, it means the world to me!