Fire

Fire burning bright how we take you for granted without a revelation of what you are. Before the phrase was uttered you were there to start the beginning. An ending to the previous flames of previous times. Always sparking! With a passion of anger and love. The warmth of over 10,000 years has been the same. Some use you for love; while others use you for the cause of death. Some deaths are noble; while others are works of those who claim nobility! The Romans, Moors, Holy Romans and even the new world use you for wrongful reasons. The dogmas want you to bleed with them and fight those they believe are wrong. The real people whom are wrong are those who hinder the progress of truth with falsehoods of the past that they claim to be true. A tribute to the dead you forth shine. A tribute to the life of many you come as a welcome. What would we be and where would we be without you? Spirit of electromagnetic radiation What are you? Where are you? Are you just a combustion to us? Regardless of your rest we still use you in a condenser. Always grateful and always bleak we are to you. Coursing through our skin in the wind and snow. Even coursing when we back off. Except we take our extra skin off to bathe with you. In the eyes of scholars and growing scholars the passion of you burns within them! We hold you dear and try to uncover more of you. The knowledge inside brings you back to the stars. You are light and a reflection of a truth that we are constantly trying to discover. We admire your power. A truth you will always be. Even in the end of the universe you will sleep; however, after a length of infinite to us you will explode into ignition. We cry to you and ask for you to never go out? The only hindrance to you dying in us is when we let others control us. This is why so many have fallen. They have lost the passion; they have loss you. We are the children of you. We are the children of fire.