You are a forest fire -
Raging, relentless.
Even when your blaze appears to flicker out,
Your smoke above the earth lingers,
Smoldering in the roots.
And I am a flood -
Sent to smother, sent to punish, sent to drown.
And even when I recede,
There is destruction in my wake,
Ever changing the remaining shore.
Who else but a temptuous sea
Could soothe a violent blaze?
And who else but a flickering flame
Could ease my endless ebbing?
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