Wildfire
Flowers curled, crisp and dry
Crumbling to dust in the burning night
Flames consumed the forest wild
The beauty of it harsh, yet divine
The air was thick with dust and screams
Ashes and Fire and Rain
Smoke collapsed atop the trees
Moans escaped echoing silently
A sigh passed through the consumed forest
An echo of misery
A reminder of the price to pay: the silence of many...