It can go to the ends of the Earth,
never stopping.
It can lick your skin like a dog, but instead of leaving behind a slimy trail,
It will singe your soft flesh.
It can ruin a life.
And that’s what it does.

That’s what fire is made for,
Isn’t it?
It’s designed to take everything you have,
Grip it in its evil hands,
And crush it like a broken heart.

I feel like a snowflake, soft and delicate,
But caught in the hands of fire.
Melting

Away,
like a four-year-olds popsicle on a hot summer day,
slowly dripping to nothing on the sidewalk that is my grave.

There is only one way to stop this savage beast.
One way to halt this tragic fate.
Something simple, yet used in so many powerful ways.
Water.
This is the only thing that can quench these powerful flames.

Maybe this is one of life’s many lessons.
It’s the little things in life that make the biggest difference.
The smallest, most fragile things, can tame the wildest of beasts.

For now, we might not understand how our lives are related to fire.
But each and every one of us has a raging fire of difficulty,
Some deserted problem that has never found an answer.

But what we don’t realize,
Is that the simplest things in life can tame those fires:
A friendly smile from a stranger, a kind gesture that makes our day, or even a simple prayer to make our lives better.
These things are the water that puts out the flame of our own fire.