Photograph by Keith Shultz

As I walk through the river, the first flames make me smile and keep me walking under the bridges,

The enchanting music in the background

As the fire tenders feed the river of fire, the passionate flames leap into the night, a wall of yellow flame

The flames danced in the air reaching for anything,

The illuminating wave of fire,

And the sparkles of the shining stars in the sky

Sparks flowing through the air, blazing out of control floating to the ground

The blue sky shielded by darkness,

As the remains of smoke swallows up the sky

Twinkling like stars in the hot swirling air

The mysterious fire grew more intense, blazed until the flames became flaring

The whispering flames became like glowing ash and all that was left was the sweet scent of cedar

– Joan Nocera