Fires

The night is dark and silent, but I see
A flicker of a flame that dances bright
It draws me in with its enchanting light
And fills my soul with warmth and mystery

I wonder what it is that makes it burn
Is it a spark of love or rage or pain?
Or is it just a simple candle's flame
That guides me through the shadows in return?

I do not know, and yet I feel a bond
With this elusive fire in the night
It speaks to me in colors and in sound
And paints the sky with hues of red and white

I wish I could embrace it, but I fear
That if I touch it, it will disappear