The wind can wrap and coil drawing the fire higher.
If the wind is not gentle, if the wind is fierce the fire can become untamable.
So when the fire and the wind meet they must treat each other with gentleness.
The wind must support and be stable.
The fire itself depends on the breath, but it must not be greedy and consume all.
It is a delicate dance between the wind and fire.
Tensions built from need, from natures way.
What if I wanted to dance in between these forces?
What way would I have to lean?
Maybe in the spirals I'll move, twirling and laughing,
Warm inside the the play of the wind and fire.