Feb 23, 2010
The smoke unfurls before my very eyes
burning them and leaving behind
the tears it can not cry.
The wispy child, a lovely ghost,
a child of the beast,
that exists to devour.
Like a scorned lover racing
towards the heavens
where it fades into nothingness.
The dancing flame with scalding tendrils
reaching after it
only pushes it further away.
It's offspring it can no longer hold.
Alone and dying the flame roars
and snaps at it's terrible loss.
Embers float like burning snow,
The fire can only do what it knows,
It burns until there is nothing left but ash.
It consumes itself in it's never ending need
to gorge, char and to burn.
Finally the flickering starts to fade,
and the glowing embers dissipate,
The escaping children,
dance a lonely dance,
to a melody unheard.
begin to fade from life.
Soon only the ashes remain...
to be blown away
by the passing wind.