Fire burns when we least expect it,
It loses control when need it to just a bit,
Just like ourselves,
It burns inside the bells,
It destroys forests from one point of view,
The other,
It brings life anew,
We breath upon a flame,
It roars like itâs in pain,
It hasnât ever blown away,
The thing is it hasnât even begun to play,
We sometimes seek its power out,
When it come we donât begin to doubt,
We...
