The fire burns,
Throwing flames about.
They lick the blackness, stretching long, fiery tongues,
And with them, illuminate the night.
With the fire, comes the threat of scorching.
But also the promise of light.
The fire is courageous, testing Mother Nature
Who so badly wants darkness to overcome us,
Who so badly wants black to rule the night.
Who wants to be in control over the colors.
When we see them,
And when we see only shades of grey in moonlight.
She is defeated by the fire.
Who will continue to burn,
And dress the landscape in color.
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