A Split Second

The eye-catching fire was crawling,
making sparkling sap on the tree start drooling.
The crumpled cumbersome bark,
as burnt as a candle
sitting on wool from a fluffy white sheep.
It went dark.
The emotions of nature,
as big as a wet and cold glacier.
When leaves start to burn in the autonomous breeze.
Tears fill up my dull brown eyes,
when I hear animal cries.
Death,
as emotional as the heart can take,
It will soon break.
And with one last breath
it is all gone.
Everything is gone by dawn.