The spruce trees sheltering my childhood camping outings burn up into plumes, wandering far from their roots.
Pine needles turn white. Ashes fall.
Landing lightly, the burned remnants smear black, dirty, and dark on parking lots full of cars with nowhere to go.
Hours later wind blows and temperatures drop. Snow falls. Wet, slushy sleet sent to sizzle the flames.
As skies turn from purple haze to a pre-mature, wintery, orange reflection of light, so does my anxious spirit waiting to be extinguished. The world seems aflame.
Embers and ice crystals.
Both forces can’t act alone. When one ember sparks into two, then four, then thousands, destruction magnifies. Same is true of heavy snow.
What will you spark? Will your power magnify to destroy or bring solace? Will you roar loudly or float, spit, or soak, calming and cooling our furious hearts? What can you extinguish to make the world a more beautiful place?
You have a choice. A beautiful thing.
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