Fire
Flames of life
Flames of destruction
Light-giving warmth
All-eating heat
Heart of the home
Beware of it’s power
Hearthstone
Elder to protect from lightning
Tightrope between refuge and threat
Like Wildfire
Wildfire
Racing over beheaded stalks of wheat
There is not much nourishment
In stubble
Faster and faster
She races desperate to keep the flames going
Desperate to keep control
So, so scared that once the flames run out
There will be nothingness
And out of the nothing a shape will form
A shape so terrifying
So horrendous
So frightening
The only thing her rage will not burn
Out of the nothingness
Will rise
A mirror