Fire
I lit a fire in my fire pit last night,
It started small like most fires do,
At first it struggled to take hold,
Until it finally fully ignited, proclaiming its existence, and illuminating its world,
I stared at it and felt its warmth,
Its rhythmic, hypnotic dance captivated me,
Its crackling sound mesmerized me,
Its burning embers ascended skyward into the darkness,
Only to extinguish and fall back to earth as ashes,
In time the fire waned into soft glowing embers,
And like all living things, died,
Leaving behind only ashes,
Copyright © Ralph Bruzzichesi | Year Posted 2014
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