Fire Blazes smoke rises
Fire Burns ashes forms
Pitch black smoke rises
Thunder rumbles aggressively
a sense of fear enters
The wind and water rages
it harnesses a feel of fear
yet a sweet smell of nature
the blues are yet to come
swiftly along the night sky
whispers a new feel
something of a fresh start
a new savor of sweet aroma
earth is about to burst
with the lush and slush
of a brand of light
that know one has ever seen
such beauty in sight.
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