The fire in the fire tree is being doused by the entry of the monsoon. This is a reprint from an older post in response to popular requests.
Rage with fire, burn the sky, bleed the heart,
Fire the kiss of life, fire the kiss of death;
And when your petals fall, so with your seed -
Fire the kiss of death, fire the kiss of life;
And beauty the brief passing of time and grief. ~
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