Lilac fire, you grow

You climb

You cling

You let go

You won’t return to the burn

Pink fire, you smolder

You’re quiet

You’re strong

Your reach is high

Your reach is wide

Black fire, you do what you want

To the orange groves

To the avocado trees

To the horses

To the rabbits

Ash sky, I see you’re patient

I smell lavender smoke

I taste what has disappeared

I hear nothing from you

I wait

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