This is a poem I wrote when I was looking for inspiration, and found the only thing that inspired me at the time.

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The start of all things

in this world

lies in fire.

For the flame is the source

and the spark of all life

the beginning of everything

and so also the end.

I watch the flame crackle

explode with its life

and if I’m lucky

a piece will

fall out

and something

is born anew.

But just as all things

in this world

came from fire,

so to it

they all must return.

Ashes to ashes.

Dust to dust.

Fire to fire.

Life to light.