Fire
The flame has a life of its own
Mysteriously ignited by the fuel of existence and
Set ablaze by the quaintness of the world’s wonders,
Wee beginnings as a single spark in a pit of ember
Streams rampantly outward and up into the air
Engulfing and surrounding the stones, like a dense cloud
Pouring out over the barriers of the pit
And in a raging blaze,
One that would make the fiery eyes of the Sun falter
And a red-hot planet Venus run in fear,
The fire sways with the cool wind
Strange, how akin we are to fire,
Kept lively with oxygen
Quenched by a drop of water or salt
How it burns amidst
Silence
Madness
Tranquility
And as life, as quick as it is ignited, it is extinguished,
Leaving only a trail of smoke in its wake to remind the air of its presence once it is lost.
Give life to the flame.
Feed the flame.