Bonfire

no pain will stay, and as the wise men say: "every bonfire will burn out someday" wind with disperse the ashes with no trace but for as long as the fire burns, everyone keeps it in way of their own since night is long, only bits are burned, while saving up their force and logs trying to make no noise nor do forest harm but then at times a strange man will arise, and that strange man will do it otherwise so that hos bonfire will rise up to the skies not everything's decided yet, not everything's untied just yet not all the colors of the day are dimmed the fire is still lit, and G-d is keeping me one was more sane, who saved up his own flame--he could make other warm away but without loss he made it to our days but you were so wrong, burned all in just one hour and after hour the great bonfire expired-- but in that hour, your warmth became all ours