There is something uniquely powerful about a campfire

They can be small intiment family things.
Filled with s'mores and laughter

They can be grand bonfires whose flames
Flicker with the conviction that it too is as bright as a star

There is also the kind of fire at a late night church gathering.
The one that is built to last whilst the whole congregation sways to the praise of their God.

But then theres perhaps the best kind of fire.
The one that is surrounded by your friends.
One of them brought his acoustic guitar
He picks it up and starts playing
That girl you've had a crush on starts singing and you freeze.
The elegance of the guitar mixes with the rich voice of the girl
Together the sounds brings goosebumps to your arms
Tears to your eyes.
The only interruption is the crackle of the fire
The whole group, other than the singer
Is quite
Everyone holding their breath.
So that they don't disturb the moment