Once there was a blazing fire on a hilltop steep and high
It danced, hissed, and crackled sending its golden flames in flight
It was seen from afar so clear, a mighty flare splitting the night
It made the darkness disappear and filled the whole expanse in light
The blazes twisted and spun like a dance that was wild
Full of passion and intensity the flames reached the sky
They licked the cool air around and made it warm and nice
And it burned and burned through the night as if it will never die
The north wind, cold and icy fought against the blaze
The flames fought back so hard, against the wind’s face
The wind could not win but it set the fire ablaze
And it burned and burned throughout the night picking up its pace
It hissed at times with delight and crackled sometimes with glee
It sprinkled hands full of sparks where they scattered in the breeze
Fireworks, fireflies, stars of gold they seemed
The warm tone of molten gold, with such passion it gleamed
Into the deep and dark night, it went on burning bright
Amid the showers of dewdrops that came down in flight
The silent and placid dew drops touched the flames that writhed
And made them calm like fluttering delicate butterflies
Silent moon slept peacefully over the mountain range
In her deep slumber, she didn’t notice how the flames began to change
The passionate reds and craving golds, little by little they dimmed
And bent their heads like daffodils in the face of the wind
A detectable change was seen from far away
The blazing light wasn’t anymore radiant or brave
The flames were seen weak in the wind as they sway
Little by little a change is taking place
Minutes ticked away in a haste
The warm blazing energy faded in a waste
The embers glowed dimly on the ashes forming slow
And the once high rose flames were now flickering low
The morning dawned with a purple hue
The embers were cold and black as they were soaked in dew
The once blazed fire so violent and sound
Found cold and extinct on the dampened ground