Fire of life or death

A light of yellows, oranges and blues, dancing with out touching the ground
swimming in no water
flying with no wings
A heat of warmth though distraction, pleasing to the touch if the distance is kept, or burning of the flesh for this beauty is untouchable
though secretive, and mystic.

Will it bring blessing, or will it bring destruction, death to life, life to death
Its life with out a heart
Death with out living
so pleasing to the touch so pleasing to the eyes
the eyes capturing this dancing light, captivated till devoured by its beauty, and again life to death, death to life
what a curse, what a blessing
what does it hold for you.