The Campfire

Burning The wood smolders in the heat, the fire eating it up until it crumbles to ash beneath the pile. Glowing A variety of colors lights the dark, casting shadows upon its surroundings as the embers beat with the pulse of the fire. Flickering Flames moving back and forth dance and sway in the night, breaking the stillness with constant movement. Crackling Sounds echo in startling tones as the fire finds its way into the wood, popping and creaking under the pressure. Wafting Sweet smoke curls into the sky, like a thin, gray snake snapping at the stars. Warming The warmth on the skin is inviting as one gets closer to the fire, sensing the epicenter of heat in the night. Roasting Embers fly from the fire while marshmallows slowly turn golden brown, only to be gooey and delicious in the mouth. Inspiring As I gaze at the campfire, I can’t help but feel a sense of wonder, and of beauty as the flames dance in my eyes. I look again at the scene around me, and I am awed at the magic of a little campfire.