Fire
A spark catching onto that in which kindling adorn
Begins a life, and a flickering flame is born
A flame that fosters freely and grows without stop
Soon a roaring fire replaces that crackle and pop
A fire that swirls and dances in the joys of life's fun
Radiating loving light as blinding as the sun
But blind growth hides that in which was once greater
For it's easy to forget a fire's fleeting nature
A candle that burns twice as bright lasts for only half as long
The flame's brilliant light can only burn until it's gone
Summer succumbs to winter without any hope of spring
Empty chills siphon fading heat from it's very being
But to have lived a life as bright as it's fire remarked
Can only kindly kindle the flames of future sparks
Posted Apr 23, 2022, 2:49 PM UTC
God, this is beautiful.
A fire can be seen in so many ways, and yet a vision that is often thought for fire is a passionate love. I instantly thought of that, and yet I had a burning flame in my mind the entire time. This is so damn beautiful, I can’t even get over it or gather my thoughts, it has well and truly left me lost for words.
Thank you so much for your kind words!