slow burn

life's like a flame
tender, colorfull, warm, energetic, pure
it starts with a spark
tiny, mortal, instantaneous, bright
not given durable chances
turned up by an accident
not chased by measurable plans
joyfull to the eyes of beholder
then it's a slow burn
limited, semi-steady, transing, giving
never the same although it appears to be
affecting the surrounding though it might not be mentioned
generating borders to seperate what is unliving
braught to the joy of withnessing the end