Fire

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Blue clashes with red

Wrapped in the earth; it singed the blue sky,

Sparks fly apart, only to disappear seconds later

Bends to the winds – yet at first chance, will straighten –

Fire.

Strongest where the flames bond,

Gaining power through what is given

Its enemies merely crumbled to ashes –

Yet it will only survive if the heat is strong –

Fire.

Yet it will only be beautiful –

Have the power to inspire, to give others heat –

Will only be mesmerizing, crystal, glowing –

If it is tended to, yet given room to breathe.