The sparkling, dancing, orange and green fire.
Striving to gain perfection.
Loseing hope.
Giveing up.
Dieing.
Subsiding into low embers.
Going out.

–R.H.

Like the fire, we strive for something. When we meet obstacles, we turn back, instead of trying to overcome them. Test your streinghth, and leave the fire dieing behind.

Goodbye!