|artwork by Anastasia E.|
As the grey columns of smoke consume the barren sky,
After the smoldering ruin clears,
While the frigid breath of night dissipates,
Before the last of the light dims,
I watch the resplendent flame dance gracefully along the thicket.
As the sweet embrace of the flame intensifies,
While the conflagration extends its reach toward the stars,
Before the essence of all life is consumed in the crimson inferno,
The fear passes and all that remains is gratitude.
I gaze into the torrid blaze, felling even the most formidable tree.
by Jeffrey S.
|artwork by Julia D. |