As I got the wood-stove going, happy fire flames dancing and crackling over the pieces of wood and pinecones from the garden, I set in the armchair admiring the tranquil beauty of the fire and thinking of the power of just one spark.
One spark that has the power to ignite the flame and turn a stack of dry, dead wood into the most spectacular display of dancing light and warmth. Bringing so much comfort and peacefulness to the one in the armchair. Or the families and friends gathered together around the fireplace telling stories of wonder with a glass of wine. Or the native tribes dancing their way of love and passion around the tribal fire, faces painted, bodies moving to the beat of drums...
One spark that has the power to ignite the flame and turn a stack of dry, dead wood into the most spectacular display of dancing light and warmth. Bringing so much comfort and peacefulness to the one in the armchair. Or the families and friends gathered together around the fireplace telling stories of wonder with a glass of wine. Or the native tribes dancing their way of love and passion around the tribal fire, faces painted, bodies moving to the beat of drums...
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