what glory fire holds,
What higher worlds it blinds.
Pondering it’s flaps and folds,
And it’s never-ending finds.
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Not an inch does it occupy,
Not a second does it use.
It breathes smoke without a sigh,
Mysterious as a box of clues.
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Presenting something so much great,
Not feasible to the hand.
Can’t boil down to just one trait,
There’s something to it’s thought demand.
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Burning through every wall,
That dares to fight the truth.
And never does it die at all,
As eternity in its youth.
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so well described! where did this inspiration come from?
This is a fiery masterpiece! The rhythm captures the mesmerizing allure of flames, and the imagery dances as vividly as the fire itself. Such a poetic tribute to its eternal and untamable essence!✨
Gorgeous!