The Last Flame - Echoes of the Void
Ashes and Ambers - the Final Glow
On a cold December night
I'm warming up by the campfire
Watching flames that don't get tired
Moving with rhythm in the fire
My memory sets me tight
To a cold January night
The start of something bright
While watching the flames on fire
Moving through the seasons
I always found good reasons
To visit colorful regions
Especially those at campfire renditions
On a cold December night
I put a branch on the fire
Watch the flames suddenly ignite
Bringing joy to my soul that is tired
Autumn leaves descending
Flames in the fire ascending
The year is coming to an ending
The fire seems unending
The last Branch I hold tight
Throw it into the fire
That's how I end this night
Watching the flame and fire
About the Creator
José Juan Gutierrez
A passionate lover of cars and motorcycles, constantly exploring the world and the cosmos through travel and observation. Music and pets are my greatest comforts. Always eager for new experiences.
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