I knelt down at the base of the bonfire, and looked at the matches I would use to light the fire, I was held in wonder as awe as I realized that one tiny insignificant match could ignite such a roaring blaze. I struck the match, the sudden burst of light startled me and I fell backwards. I brought myself back to my feet and looked at the match, to my shear horror the match had gone out! All that was left was the smoke, rising up above my head, rising until it was gone, and I knew that soon that would be gone to, every sign of the match’s life gone, like a soul rising to heaven and leaving its now cold lifeless body resting in my hands. It had died before its time, departed this world having no real purpose. Then it struck me, what if I was like that match? What if I left this world having achieved nothing?
Determined I would not be like that match I bravely struck another, this time the heat and light soothed and comforted me as opposed startling me. I took the lighted match in my right hand. I moved my arm slowly towards the base of the fire. The match then made contact with the dry brown leaves, immediately they burst into flames, the flames from the leaves stroking the wood. The wood soon caught the flames and also combusted. The fire was roaring now, light flashing in my eyes, and crackling ringing in my ears, the flames leapt up from the ground ferociously. It felt as though this was my purpose, to light this fire. To acknowledge the power and the might of this fire, a produce of my creation, was like extreme fulfilment rushing through my body.
I lay on the cold hard wet ground next to the fire, but none of this seamed to matter, so long as I could see the light of the fire in the back of my eyes, feel the heat of the fire caressing my skin and hear the fire talking deep inside my head.
I lay on the cold hard wet ground next to the fire, “All that was left was the smoke, rising up above my head, rising until it was gone, and I knew that soon that would be gone to, every sign of the match’s life gone, like a soul rising to heaven and leaving its now cold lifeless body resting in my hands. It had died before its time, departed this world having no real purpose”, but I had a purpose, I lit the fire, and I unleashed the power concealed inside nature’s creations, to from my creation. I am privileged to leave my now cold lifeless body in its presence, to rest in its heat and safety for the rest of eternity.
