Fire

Sun yellow, bright red
the colour of her clothes
flickering from tree to tree
and burning as she goes

devouring all in her path
as she races and leaps so high
leaving behind blue-grey wreaths
to float and caress the sky

free as the sky born birds
her temper quick to flare
devastating as she spreads
blinding with her glare

tamed to light and warm and cook
to clear, to light a pyre
but wild to the core is she
the raging spirit fire.