My element is a fiery one
But not even its adored
Are above the flame
Other affinities can't comprehend
Why we accept it as a whole
Even seconds after being burned
We understand our precious beloved
And accept the full meaning
Of being its caretaker, its desired
One has to be just as keen for it
To crave the dance of destructive rebirth
From from the core of your being just the same
The closest to us, as surprising as it seems
Would be the ever gentle water element
It remains as a whimsical current
Carving its' legacy through the earth
Both are manageable when contained
But can wreak havoc in their true strengths
Stone provides a warning to the damp
As air cries out the alarm for the ashen
Though a sizeable difference still lingers
Between the unsuspected, subtle allies
They who bear the searing scorch marks
Will inevitably return to be melded in the infernos
Fear rises in those who are not worthy
To champion such an alienable master
Water will leave you soaked in hard lessons learned
Where as, it's too late to avoid your consequences
That stems from the heats' imperious ire
It will eat you alive until nothing remains
Those who have been chosen by & accepted fire
Are forged into a greater existence
By the trials of unwavering, strict love
Learning to endure, accept, the blazing wreaths upon their brow
The strongest can bend flames to their will
But the best walk alongside it in harmonious discord
Even a raging flame can have a softer side though
Reserved for those moments of camaraderie
A warm soft glow, lighting the path with a flicker
A steady bonfire to take shelter around, toasty
A reliable form of protection, from anything wishing us harm
Our fire provides for us little pyros, and we burn brighter for it