Havroota's House of Hundreds

Fire is so mesmerizing, it's so hot
The dry logs produce heat instead of rot
The fire consumes all their mass and then unites
Their energy becomes a focused unity so strong it inspires fright
Does the fire have boundaries will it go out
Will it spread uncontrolled, will it destroy throughout?
The fire glows its gold, red and blue
Each ember sparkles with its own unique hue
The flames seem to squeal indeed even to speak
Espousing the message of pure energy, this wood will no longer creak
Because it has transformed its very being into energy
This is a lesson to learn from for both you and me
To transform your soul into an energy so strong
That it harnesses your body to a spirit so long
The energy can be constant and contained
Depending if you excercise a little self restraint.
Otherwise the flames will grow out of control
Your limbs will shake, your eyes will roll
Will you be able to reel in this power inside you
Will you learn to steer the fear that denies you
The ultimate pleasure of the truer being
The one deep inside you who loves the singing
Of the hissing flames that sparkle and crackle
When two teams cooperate there's no challenege they can't tackle
Their flames reach, even jump, upon high
Is there any reason why you and I
Should not take a cue from the daringly real
Powerful energy whose heat you can feel
We can become our own energy source
Within the context we are created in of course
But I say looking at this bonfire
compels me to ponder and honestly inquire
Why are my thoughts and actions, my very being not aimed higher?