Floating embers fill the air, dancing around aflame coal
Crackling to the beat of the savage music you despise
However, you are still dancing along with them
Loose fabric from clothes follows you over the wind
Struggling to keep up as you dart ever forwards
As you spin, you catch a glimpse of every face
All encapsulated in a blur of slow motion
In the swarm of nocturnal animals wildly rotating
Their lanky limbs not knowing where they belong
So, they hang by the sides of a torso
Or jut out below it at peculiar angles
In a grotesque fashion that you find familiar
Perhaps even comforting in this mass of mistakes
With empty glass bottles reflected in their eyes
Pacing, prancing, pirouetting, with the fauns
Residing within a forest of serene danger
Unimaginably beautiful trees scorched to gold
By the heat of the from the roaring campfire
That moves you in a trance of dancing flames
As the branches stretch out across the sky
Trying to touch the iridescent orbs above
Moonlight flooded down to greet the fauna
Transforming the leaves into shimmering silver
The silent plea of the trees seemed to be realised
As fragments of stars fluttered down in flakes
Lacing the ground with a bright white powder
Excited snow angels lay face down in the earth
Hours pass and the shadows start to loom larger
But still you continue trudging forward in your trance
Through the knee-deep snow, over the fallen angels
Trekking the blistering desert of blazing embers
Gradually the shadows seep closer as they stalk you
Now it manages to tickle your feet with the lightest grey
Scared, you close your eyes and lose yourself in illusion
Creeping closer to the campfire that holds your hand
Warmth surges through the air, striding towards you
Ready to hold onto you tight until nothing remains
Warmth quickly loses its comforting qualities
Forcing you to prize open your safely shut eyes
Flames have rapidly spread through your clothes
Soon, they engulf you but still the dance goes on
Until nothing is left but the burnt embers and shadows
Then, peace