How brightly burns the flame,
so comforting its glow.
In giving life to fire,
the wood’s demise, a show.

Once thrust into the air
to reach out for the sun.
Sleep, then in spring, to leave.
Begins and ends undone.

It sips through questing straws,
seeking irrigation.
In thirst and lightning born,
are wild conflagrations.

In earth’s reclamation,
a seed of new life spawned.
Phoenix from the ashes,
as the sun brings the dawn.

M. Zane McClellan

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