I sat beside the fire, in the quiet of the night,
The embers whispered secrets, in the flickering light,
A story of old echoes, lost in time's embrace,
I heard it in the fire, the voice of a forgotten place.
The flames they danced and swayed, like shadows in a dream,
Revealing hidden truths, beneath the surface gleam,
In the crackling and the pop, I felt a soul's desire,
In the heart of the blaze, I heard it in the fire.
I heard it in the fire, the tales of long ago,
Whispers of the ancients, in the ember's glow,
In the warmth of the flame, I felt a deep connection,
A story told in silence, a burning reflection.
The fire spoke of heartache, of love lost and found,
Of battles fought and won, on sacred ground,
In the sparks that flew, I saw visions clear,
I heard it in the fire, a voice so near.
The flames they danced and swayed, like shadows in a dream,
Revealing hidden truths, beneath the surface gleam,
In the crackling and the pop, I felt a soul's desire,
In the heart of the blaze, I heard it in the fire.
I heard it in the fire, the tales of long ago,
Whispers of the ancients, in the ember's glow,
In the warmth of the flame, I felt a deep connection,
A story told in silence, a burning reflection.
As the fire burned down low, the stories came alive,
In the ashes and the glow, the past began to thrive,
A language of the flames, an ancient choir,
In the heart of the silence, I heard it in the fire.
The fire spoke of wisdom, of lessons learned with pain,
Of hope that springs eternal, like the coming rain,
In the dying light, as the coals grew dire,
I heard it in the fire, the eternal choir.
I heard it in the fire, the tales of long ago,
Whispers of the ancients, in the ember's glow,
In the warmth of the flame, I felt a deep connection,
A story told in silence, a burning reflection.