Camp Fire

in its emblazoned heat
every emotion is felt
the feirce cold in my heart
sitting here begins to melt

as I watch you placing logs
building a teepee of wood
i take a moment to reflect
on all that is good

then the fire begins to leap
and rears its ugly face
most choose to simply move
i stay rivited in my place

for i'm enamored by its beauty
i'm enthralled by the light
so captured by its grace
memories stirred by its sight