Fire A The Prairie

The Fire On The Prairie

I gaze across and before me I see this red color blaze flowing on the plain. It attracts me to the point that I want to know more on what is going on.

Moment by moment I inch closer and closer, and each time my heart pounds harder and harder.
The fire dances across the prairie not caring who is watch.

This blaze has an attitude that knows what its reality is, and when the wind blows in a certain direction then it will go where ever the fire will go. I do not care what this fire does.

I know it is an independent. I know there are components to this fire that it needs to understand better on what it is. Though that does not matter, because I am now drawn to this fire and want to become one with it.

I know the fire is here for this one moment in my life. But each time the fire and I gaze into each other we grow stronger and stronger. The blaze within us grows brighter and brighter.

The red blaze is now extinguished. I know in reality what that means, but my inside cannot believe it is over. It wants to see the blaze more, but like most things this was an one time event.

I will always remember that fire on the prairie, but will that fire still remember me when
it is extinguishes

forever?