You are destructive yet
you can promote new life.

You can refine something ugly
into a beautiful gem and next
minute instill fear, loss and
tremendous heartache that tears
at your soul.
Wildlife, fauna, such beauty and
precious life lost.
Nothing but black ash.

You are a necessity in our
lives but you are not our master,
nor we your servant.
We will live this life. Not as a friend,
nor a foe, but
side by side.

~ Jean R ~

( Poem written about bush fires in Victoria)



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