blazing wind

Warm light advances across the horizon,
The chilled night flees in anticipation,
Hot morning takes the field with a speed surprising,
And the cooling darkness dwindles low on rations.

Burning day wins the fight,
Blazing wind shows its might.

Tiny sparks dance about in their play,
Oblivious to the change and havoc,
And the role they hold in the fray,
As they turn to infernos of panic.

Burning day wins the fight,
Blazing wind shows its might.

The sun scorches all its fingered rays touch,
Unconcerned by the resultant layers of ash,
Burying those who remained in the clutch,
Crisping, frying, devouring, and all in a dash.

Burning day wins the fight,
Blazing wind shows its might.

This is not but prattle,
Frantic words slipped loose,
My mind, too, has lost the battle,
As the heat put my head in a noose.

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