Fire

Fire

Fire is lightened

Tiny flame

Was born in skinny smoke

The soul is about to fly up to the heaven

A light is burning

To warm you inside

And guide you to where you want to be

Sometimes the candlestick falls

A great fire may occur

The conflagration makes a clean sweep of the whole city

It burns everything

Trees in mountains, animals, and of course yourself too

It shall reduce everything into ashes

I’d rather be a light

You blow me off in nothingness

Wish I could have legs so that I could go to see the ocean and commit suicide