Choices

The pit lays full, not barren and bare
Waiting for a kiss from a spark
That's all it needs to ignite the fire
And set ablaze these heavy logs

Bright and hot, the fire burns
Flames dancing and licking at the dark
Bright yellows and orange with deep, dark reds
Multiple hues shining into the night

A spark jumps while the fire crackles
And an ember boldly leaps forth from the pit
It stands on his own, It's passion searing
A bright star shining on the world

But what the the lonely ember forgets
Is the warmth shared among friends
The constant replenishing, and re-igniting
Of the desires and dreams that drive them

Slowly, ever so slowly, the ember starts to cool,
A once bright beacon fading into the evening
A decision must be made and a choice must be taken
Will I live bright and burn out? Or do I go back in?