The Forgotten Fire
Charred wood,
Blackened
Beyond recognition,
Smolders
From a forgotten fire.
Smoke drifts
Lazily into a cloudless sky,
Unhampered by the summer breeze.
Ash gray coals
Die down and
Flare back to life
In succession,
Waning and waxing with the thin rise of smoke
Trailing into the treetops
Below a cloudless sky.
The summer breeze gains momentum,
Bringing the smoke further into the undergrowth.
It coaxes the smoldering coals
Into a single flame,
Quivering in the dusky air,
Feeding on the oxygen and thriving on the logs.
A glowing spark dances up into a cloudless sky,
Brought with the smoke into the undergrowth,
It alights on the forest floor,
Brighter for a moment,
And it bursts into life.
It grows,
Feeding on the oxygen and thriving on the logs,
And it burns.