The
Oblivion of Wildfire
By Ian Stevens
Consuming
everything within its path
scorching
trees and reducing bushes to ash.
Animals
fleeing in an attempt to survive,
but
some don't make it where as others get slashed
by
the debris and rocks, all obstacles in the way.
The
horrid wildfire burns not only homes, but hearts;
turning
the once majestic forest to a dark abyss
forcing
life to have to once again restart.
In
the end, all that is left is a barren blackened wasteland
covered
in as and coal, infected with death, wandering souls.
Standing
at the edge the scarred, afraid animal survivors
are
forced to wander for a new place to call home.
Amongst
the horrid sight of the fire
grows
yet a single infant spruce of pine green;
hope,
small hope, rises as the tree grows and grows
so
that after a few years a new forest begins with no death to be seen.