Beckoning flames gasping for air,
jovial laughing circling around me,
and the melodic notes of instruments repeating,
the heat engulfing me in a cosy blanket.

A warming winter ritual,
beginning with gathering the wooden fuel,
distant from the grasp of technology,
closer to my loved ones.

Lying by the fire, family drawn together,
feeling safe and secure,
discussing important matters,
I am at my strongest.