With so many things going on in my life right now, I once again slept poorly which apparently is when my mind is most active.
The Flame
A spark. Ignition, an ember begins to glow.
With fuel and oxygen, an unyielding flame takes hold.
Consuming, inhaling, the fire continues to grow.
The apex, raw energy, the inferno’s a sight to behold.
Slowly now and without notice, the intensity begins to slow.
Spent of vigor and loss of air the flames begin to fold.
Now quiet and fading the last twinkling still there to show.
Till finally, and without protest, the hearth has now gone cold.