Watch the red and orange glow

The sparks flying all over the place

What is this thing that I have come to know

Well it’s fire, and it burns with such grace

What is it to you?

A burning monster without a soul?

A budding flower that needs to grow?

What is your point of view?

To me, it’s mesmerizing

Such a beautiful phenomenon

A thing that’s only just arising

Something that goes on and on

This substance can’t be controlled

So beware if you start one

That if you are too bold

This time, it’s something you can’t outrun