The heat in tongues of flame

A grasp for leaves

The sticks destroyed

Soft light that shines

On faces, buildings

Will brighten the night

With smoky air and sparks

The wind will blow

To open mouths

The pain when hand and fire meet

Sparks that fly

And burn the skin

It speaks of warmth and heat for all

Of hearts bound


It speaks of anger

Rage and spite

The black and red of hate

Deceptive beauty

Made not to touch

But irresistible

Yet lives are saved

With all its warmth

With comfort, friends and food

It brings the people


With hope and fellowship and joy

A place of closeness

Or of doubt

The fire provides it all

It leaves emotion

In hearts and minds

Tender for wounded souls

To take from one

And give to another

As emotions go

A blaze of red

A shot of white

Close hands and voice and song

The ashy log

Now black and grey

Transformed before the morn

More than

A simple gathering

It breathes of love and life

It causes laughter

For those perched near

Each other’s lives and hearts

Devouring all nature

Consuming twigs and leaves

All night

And men who fight

Or men who slight

Beware the fire’s calm glow

For ire and wars infest

The minds of men

And fire provokes

But those who gather

Near the flame

In joyous friendship sit

At night,

The fire has power

The power to draw people close

Through ages past

The fire would gather

People together

The future holds

More gatherings

Around the roaring fire

And every person

Can find sweet peace

In fire’s pleasant embrace


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