It is brilliant
It is beautiful
It radiates
It burns
It cleanses
It pulses
It breaths
It grows and hungers
It consumes and destroys
It leaves behind that which new life is brought forth
It is a beacon of hope and a blaze of despair
It is harnessed and set free
It brings forth all that which is good and evil in man
It keeps us warm and safe
It keeps us in terror and at bay
Its energy, unimaginable
Its potential, infinite
All it needs is a spark and its power is set loose
It is both a necessity and a hindrance
It can be tamed and controlled or let go and reek havoc
It can be nourished and prosperous or snuffed out and seek the destrucion of its tormentor
Life in this way is much like a flame for in tender hands it is a blessing to all those basking in its light but in greedy paws it is a curse to all those in its wake
This life
This flame, has been bestowed within us
Its energy, unimaginable
Its potential, infinite
Do with it what you will
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