A Spark

All that remains from the fiery blaze is the cooling ash that lies dormant where once something solid stood. The spark has faded and the remnants continue to cool with each passing day; gradually leaving nothing but a shell that can crumble with the gentlest of breezes.   Starved for energy, the ruins have no choice but to die and pray for a chance to live again when passion has once again revisited this quiet resting place.