I came across a brave lit fire
Exposed in the barren land
I marveled in its fiery glow
And stopped to warm my hand
I whispered into feathery flames
Which I know is not that smart
But the warmth, like a gentle laugh
Did melt my frozen heart
Then I saw a sight
Reflected in the burning light
My own image was there
I saw it in my fear
Was it only my desire
Or did I help light the fire?
Soon I heard the home-hearth call
And I turned reluctantly to go
Later I took a last glance back
But I couldn’t see that glow