Under the cloak of the midnight sky,
The flames rise high, a fiery ballet,
A symphony of crackling whispers,
Illuminating the darkness with their light.

In the heart of the blaze, stories unfold,
Of ancient times and forgotten tales,
The fire’s warmth a comforting embrace,
As shadows play in its radiant glow.

Sparks fly, like stars in a cosmic dance,
Each ember a moment, fleeting yet bright,
The fire’s breath, a living entity,
Breathing life into the night.

As the flames wane, their energy spent,
The ashes tell of a passionate affair,
A reminder of the fire’s transient beauty,
And the enduring power of its light.