“Fire is a brief, temporary thing – the very definition of impermanence. It comes suddenly, roaring into life when heat and fuel come together and ignite, and dances hungrily while everything around it blackens and curls. When there is nothing left to consume, it disappears, leaving nothing behind but the ash of its unused fuel – those bits of wood and leaf and paper that were too impure to burn, too unworthy to join the fire in its dance.”
