Burning is something beautiful Flames licking the air Reaching Trying to get ahold Just a grasp A handful of the night It tries to hold it up But It has no real support Yellow flames Gold White, and red Orange and green, Lowering to blue Just like the Aurora Borealis The coals smolder When the fire flicks out Embers glowing orange Cinders And Ashes All that's left is black and grey Shale and ash Coal black Sparkling in the sun It kills It burns It hurts Everything in its path