Sol -Nikhil Amarnath By the fireside in the darkness unyielding The cold flames like tendrils lick’d the night Oh, the seemingly undying Night was called to battle. Around the embers, blackness itself sat wielding The element of Wind, which it called forth to fight A gale from the sea, which made the fire shiver and crackle. But the tongues of burning heat with a fury did return! Larger it grew, as the breeze pushed it onward More did it set ablaze from the original glowing embers The tiny leaves stood no chance, ‘til blackened did they burn The mighty tongues of flame remained undeterr’d As they ate through everything, chewed through blackened timbers The night howled with fury, pale blue gleamed its one eye Ever watching was the Moon in the sky. The night grew enraged Its next weapon was drawn forth to counter the inferno Slowly the waters of the sea rose, they rose high The tide grew larger as the fury of the night aged The wrath of the sea flung onward in a crescendo. But alas! Naught was extinguished by the salty sea The brine swelled back and forth incapable of murder As the fire escaped its slimy jaws and fled forth Consuming more food of its taste inland, tree by tree
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