You are a Beacon

We can all be a beacon of light.

We can be part of the darkness that suffocates flames.

The former is more rewarding.

The later may feel rewarding at first,

But is self destructive.

Sometimes the darkness glistens like a light
It attracts beacons like moths
It attempts to consume them,
It attempts to snuff them out.
Be wary, oh beacons.
Be wary,
But never become the darkness.

Candles are meant to propagate light, not propagate darkness, even when the flicker.

Tend Your Forest

Fire is scary.

You've tended your forest,

There's dead growth there.

Your forest is beautiful even with.

Sometimes you have to burn the whole down,

Hope the beauty can weather the flames.

Hope the strong can weather the flames.

To clear out the dead.

New growth takes place,

Your forest flourishes.

There's dead growth,

In your forest you've tended.

Fire is beautiful.