Fire

Nestled by fire
Surrounded by darkness
at the base of the mountains
Hiding from echoes
and voices in the night

Warm and alone
Fighting sleep
Feigning indifference
Leaving a memory behind
under every stone

Fire is dying
Night is closing
Cold touches skin
and takes possession
Strength is bowing

Warmth and light fading
Resignation abounds
Peace takes hold
Until fight, with the sun
arises again.