It Burns the Steel

About an all consuming fire

In glowing embers rise
hypnotic tides and lines
cast and crossed and over
devouring all it touches

converts and drains its prey
the wood it burns and turns to dust
in ashes all it leaves behind
so used and now discarded

The flames arise, consume
and bones it leaves behind
a rib, a neck, a skull instead,
that flesh was once unmarred

it creeps and burns, alive it seems
to course through veins and life
there's nothing left, it's all aflame
except the metal knives

The steel resists the glowing form
rebels with irons might
partake and see, the epic plight
of flame against the steel.