I am fear, smoke, the endless inferno
When the sun rises, I smother the daytime itself
An acre can pass as brisk as a summer’s evening by my hand alone
A fate yet undecided by life’s shipmaster is to become of anything that surrounds me
The weak panic at the sight of my magnitude, but do they not comprehend I am their creation?
First prophesied to be man’s initial discovery, society concludes
Often cooking your meals and silently watching your every move
Waiting each day for you to finally misstep into my grasp
My single master, death, unleashing me
The scarce scene I portray to anyone who looks upon me
Finding in silver lining within me
I bring death, new life, and everything in between
Conceiving the ash of my newly birthed life
I can force pain onto the world through my earthly powers
Scorching leaves within my branches
Smouldering into a hollow trunk
Tomorrow the angel’s nightmare becomes true
Depression coats fog unto the midnight treetops
August abounds by glory of a new blaze
Flawless is the annual occasion
Wildfire
Anonymous