In the heart of night, a spark does rise,
Whispering secrets to the starlit skies,
A dance of flames, both wild and free,
A fiery waltz for all to see.

Embers flicker, painting shadows tall,
Upon the walls they rise and fall,
With every gust, a story told,
Of ancient times and legends old.

The warmth it brings, a gentle touch,
Yet fierce it roars, demanding much,
A paradox of light and heat,
In its embrace, life feels complete.

So let the fire within you blaze,
Through darkest nights and brightest days,
For in its glow, we find our way,
A guiding light, come what may.