Tuesday, 16 December 2014

Fire

Small and fickle,
Hungry for more.

Fed with:
Leaves,
Wood,
And petroleum.

Burning strong,
Burning bright,

Yet the hunger is never,
Sated,
Gone,
Satisfied...

Yearning for more,
Sending shards,
Embers fly into the night,

Landing everywhere,
Burning for an instant,
Then dieing out.

Yet the fire burns,
Strong and bright.
Dancing over,

Trying to escape,
Trying to run,
Trying to explore.

No matter how much,
No matter how many,
The fuel never was enough.

Then the wind came,
The wind bought the rain,
The rain fought the fire.
The fire lost its flame.
The flame thus lost its appetite.

And then the fire went to sleep,
Yet,
Small,
Slumbering,
Ambers,
Ready,
Waiting.

To burst out once more,
To burn yet again,
Bright and strong,
To dance,
To burn.

posted from Bloggeroid

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